James

Come alone from where you are. here's the breeze that you feel when you're outside in the fall. and it feels right. and you're wrong, but you know that it's moving you back where you belong. and it feels right. it a blur with the lights on. bring them down to a roar and a whisper of a song where it feels right. and you are. and for once you can almost erase the things you saw. and it feels right. come with me, and i'll follow you there