“Alright, it's okay, guess it's better to turn this way”
Alright, it's okay, guess it's better to turn this way
just to lay with you/ there's nothing that i wouldn't do/ save lay my rifle down
*TUESDAY TUNESDAY* Cracking little tune from The Decemberists about the common recurring dream of creating buildings...
But you, my soiled teenage girlfriend Or are you furrowed like a lioness 3
But the angles and the corners, even though my work is unparalelled, they never seemed to meet 6
And I am nothing of a builder, but here I dream I was an architect