state of the nation

there's a feeling that comes / when the fog rolls away
May 12
I hid myself, away for a whileJust to avoid what I had /went three hundred miles in one afternoonwould you want to know me after what I’d been through

I hid myself, away for a while

Just to avoid what I had /

went three hundred miles in one afternoon

would you want to know me after what I’d been through