Living. Legends. Maybe one day.
We wandered tunnels.
Hallways called my name.

In it together, that won’t change.

He sang songs about snakes here.
I hope you made it safely.
Everything up to right now,
Could have sworn it was a dream.

Hillsides snapped and
I won’t forget that feeling
When the wind kicked in.

Little cake, a few mistakes.
History. Tunnels.
Go on write your name.

In it together, that won’t change.

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