There’s been a lot of nights recently where the howling of the trees makes my soul feel at home
There’s been a lot of nights recently where I remember that I am not stagnant
There’s been a lot of nights recently when I’ve thought that this isn’t right but my mind circles back on its seventh time around the round-a-bout and I try not to get stuck in the cal-de-sac of lies that this town is trying to make me believe