Teksty: Shook Ones. Sixteen. I Try.

How is it that the distance of those four months can still persist inside this room? Is it so bad to not care about those days too far off down the road? Days we can not control. I wish imagining that farm wasn?t such a hard thing. And I may not be so good at math but it seems if we could spend just a fraction of our time from being stubborn to seeing each others way it would increase our chances. But right now, all I can think is that I wish you could be right here to see the way it looks like the giant feet of birds carved the landscape. Instead of thinking I am here to get away from you. Now a new city will take you away, and what we have is some time to make the best of. Cause come the changing of the leaves, so will we