Im just like the moonlight
Ill keep you up all night
But when it gets too bright
I leave with a bow
Now I sleep with shadows
Vague faces I don’t know
Keeps time from goin slow
When your on the road
A white bird in a green forest is a danger to itself. Stands out. Shines. Builds
up inside. Like it’s dangerous to cry while driving or to talk to strangers or to
stare at the sun and a thousand other things
we’ve always heard
people who wear white see better at night, though they gradually lose this
trait as they age.
-Cole Swenson
