Aug 2018
There is something about how the moon meets the sun
How night can turn our words into deep flowing rivers
Our biggest worries are suddenly little stones
The wind no longer chills our skins into regret
as light reflects between us creating warmth
where shadows used to lie
Iām no longer a stranger to your chasm but
Someone reaching out through seeping waters
How night can turn our words into deep flowing rivers
Our biggest worries are suddenly little stones
The wind no longer chills our skins into regret
as light reflects between us creating warmth
where shadows used to lie
Iām no longer a stranger to your chasm but
Someone reaching out through seeping waters
those nights when everything seems possible and every problem is suddenly within reach, that is how i feel with you
