this fantastic mess.

dirty little whirlwind, i'm pinned to the heart of your swirl.


got a couple of friends with a couple of boys

a lack of a blanket

and a startling want for a cup of cold coffee

a notebook

and a pen.

this song takes me back to another continent, and all of a sudden i miss everyone.

or maybe i miss a different time.


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