Inspo from our friends! It was terribly irresponsible, I suppose. The nights we stayed up walking in the woods, or painting in the Foley's barn. Five in the morning was our bedtime, and who was there to stop us? As far as I remember, we're alone.
Like wading in and ocean of memories. Each wave that crashes over me brings a different emotion. A smile delights my heart when I think of you and then I am awash in sadness that you are gone. Drowning in my tears. Waiting for the tide to sweep me away.
I must go down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky. And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by; And the wheel's kick and the wind's song and the white sail's shaking, And a grey mist on the sea's face, and a gray dawn breaking.