about
a quarantine project
lyrics
vines growing every which way, to the spot that I once left
my towel to bathe
in the cold and salty waters I could float but didn't want to
I would test myself in the waves
made a pact with the blues of the bays
a misty fog a mossy green a wood so thick you barely see the edge
but it's there - the coast, a drop
so we walk a curvy line
to make it feel like it's not
credits
released May 28, 2020
music and recording by me
photos of Kiera I took in 2011 or 2012
license
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