i was trying to nap and the loud part scared me but it was so pretty i had to say something

every time i listen to this, the quiet part actually reminds me of holding your breath until you have to let it out, and the loud section is letting it out. just thought that was a really cool way to interpret it, especially with the title of the son

the times we’d spoke, all the 
spots where we’d smoke
it feels like i was dreaming
the streetlights they were gleaming

close your door 
dodge the clothes on your floor
it feels like i was dreaming and then
i woke up half asleep in my own bed 

im on my way, 
im on my way, 
im on my way, 
im on my way, 

im on my way, 
im on my way, 
im on my way, 
im on my way,

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