And then I want to be exactly who I am now… only… living here. Until a storm blows through. Then maybe I don’t want to live there. But on a mild-weathered sort of afternoon.. this will do.
And then I want to be exactly who I am now… only… living here. Until a storm blows through. Then maybe I don’t want to live there. But on a mild-weathered sort of afternoon.. this will do.
