That wanderlust..
creeping in like cinema.
Give me something different.
That wanderlust..
creeping in like cinema.
Give me something different.
Idaho’s answer to the Bliss of Windows XP.
Hold me to some sort of formulaic space
A fluidity contained and moving, but not evaporated.
I don’t like the air. I won’t go.
Wooden memories in the mist, until I find myself there again.