Oct 2020
My barefoot sand
And rocky outlook
Blinded by the trust in being
Feels beneath
And over the edge
Of falling for you once again
From the feeling of this am I
No longer fleeing
And rocky outlook
Blinded by the trust in being
Feels beneath
And over the edge
Of falling for you once again
From the feeling of this am I
No longer fleeing
Describes it nearly perfectly
