Apr 2016
Slowly rolling oblivion
Something in my world has happened
Still I'm unsure what it is
And I'm unsure what it means
I know I saw the face
Of a ghost
Holding hopes of ever after
Something to make my day seem strange
I couldn't tell you what it is
I couldn't tell myself
But I know the ghost
Saw me
Something in my world has happened
Still I'm unsure what it is
And I'm unsure what it means
I know I saw the face
Of a ghost
Holding hopes of ever after
Something to make my day seem strange
I couldn't tell you what it is
I couldn't tell myself
But I know the ghost
Saw me
Why does it always have to be this way? Can't I just enjoy the onion rings that I have found
I'm tearing up, acrost your face
Move dust through the light
To fide your name
It's something fane
This is not a place
Not yet awake, I'm raised of make
Still alive who you love
- Justin Vernon
I'm tearing up, acrost your face
Move dust through the light
To fide your name
It's something fane
This is not a place
Not yet awake, I'm raised of make
Still alive who you love
- Justin Vernon
