It's grey and green out the window. Rumbling in the distance. Innocence sleeps next door like a baby. I spill in fear. I hold back. I breath deeply, and let it go.
Red flowers, green leaves, pine needles, cold breeze.
Saturday, and it's raining again.
And I'm still hiding.
Red flowers, green leaves, pine needles, cold breeze.
Saturday, and it's raining again.
And I'm still hiding.