heartsore and heavy, but this too will pass
as i listen, i imagine us on the beach, only it's pristine and clean, no pollution, and we're watching the sun rise as night bleeds into day, and we're sitting at the edge of the water with our jeans rolled up so the little waves only just wash over our feet, and the water is as warm as blood, and it smells of sun-on-metal, and of absolute calm
To Be Alone With You - Sufjan Stevens
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