atmosphere

when soul meets body

I wish we could open our eyes

To see in all directions at the same time

I did not know your house was lying, your house did not know me. Thank god for locks on doors and stereos that play past volume twelve because that's where young souls hide. Just lock the door, just turn it up, just watch the fireworks.
The only good that has come out of this are a few more emo songs to add to our collection and maybe a picture or two.