Day 294: Sunsets and Augustana

Wait, dear
White horses walking down my street here
Your words are creeping at my feet
I fear
The sunrise will come too soon
And you’ll disappear
To the haze of the city and yourself
Oh yeah

Look out
They’re coming after us with big guns
They’re only gonna tell you all the bad things I’ve done
Even if the words they say aren’t true,
They’ve won
Now I’m left here dying in the sun

Seems like I’m always on my own
Seems like I’m never coming home
Seems like I’m always on my own
All the stars and boulevards aren’t close enough to you

Augustana love tonight. SOOC.

 Those were some of the words to my favorite song. I swear this song predicts my life… It knows me too well. Check out what I saw today:



About Whitney

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