fresherbrine:It’s not the purple hills, it’s not the silver lakesIt’s not the snow cloud shadowed in
fresherbrine:It’s not the purple hills, it’s not the silver lakesIt’s not the snow cloud shadowed interstatesIt’s not the icy, bike chain rain of Portland, OregonNothing’s wrong and no one’s askingBut the fear’s so strong it leaves you gaspingNo way to last out here like this for longCause everywhere I go I knowEverywhere I go I knowAll my happiness is gone -- source link