1 year on the golden coast and I'm sensing an end to the state of things. Excuse me for a moment while I gather my words for a more poignant explanation on my lessons in self-love and forgiveness.
...and the truth is I’ve been dreaming of some tired tranquil place
where the weather won’t get trapped inside my bones
and if all these years of searching find one sympathetic face
then it's there I'll plant these seeds and make my home.
where the weather won’t get trapped inside my bones
and if all these years of searching find one sympathetic face
then it's there I'll plant these seeds and make my home.
