Things seem half of what they feel
When I’m without my stash
Cheap ticket for a plane
That you have to get
Catch me laughing with my neighbour
my savour
I’m coming back down to my favourite place
And here I am with my best friend Val
Things don’t seem that weird
When I’m with her, near her
I’ll be laughing with my neighbour
my saviour
A truly stunning album that mentally transports you to foggy early morning streets, the pavement wet from recent rains. Dreary, but in a comforting way. Like sitting next to a window during a rainstorm, listening to the drops hit the glass while remaining warm. Never fails to make me feel safe. Crow Yo