Friday, September 25, 2015

Early birds // a hollow wound

Bit of a mess last night. I've been awake since like 6 listening to the neighborhood wake up.





 





Left you over by the wishin' well
(wandering, wondering if these trees could tell)

I will sing as your canary bird; take my soul and bury it in the earth.
I will sing as your canary bird
(oh yes I will, yes
I will)

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