Hatching from the seed of your thin mind, all night.

I remember the first time I heard the band from a few miles north of here, Fleet Foxes, I loved them. I loved them so much that it played in our bedroom while we drank and made love for days.The sound soared above us like a spirit and my heart stopped beating, how pure we could be then. And while I'm trying to lie in the dirt with you now, our guts out proud, I reminisce in the times that I knew too little and loved too much, when I pictured an apartment over looking our city, and the smell of pasta, late night talks hanging out of the windows.

but, baby we're going traveling.