[insidious.wizard]

Middle of the river in a lawn chair
With your wrinkled hands and your silver hair
Leaving here soon and you know where
To where the cattail sways with the lonesome loon
You'll be riding that train in late June

i want to sleep in your backyard again. I'm sorry i never called. it's wasn't your fault i'm just like this now. i'm getting better, just not fast enough to have held onto you when it mattered. i thought you wouldn't like me anymore. it's alright. it's just like this now. you're gone. it's alright. it's just like this now.

it's just like this forever

I'm a little tired