That secret that we know, that we don’t know how to tell. It fucks with your honor and it teases your head. But you know that its good girl, cause its running you with red. Then the snow started falling. We were stuck out in your car. You were rubbing both my hands, chewing on a candy bar. You said “Ain’t this just like the present to be showing up like this.” And we started to kiss.
TREAT THE EARTH WELL: it was not given to you by your parents, it was loaned to you by your children.