On the Vermont Transit Bus I leaned my arm into alittle chink of sun, Going somewhere older than I was, Strapped into something tight, keeping me small. I dug into you like rock climbing; Too scared of coming down, Too scared of going up, Too scared of rockface. I should’ve split my sides or spilled […]
On the Vermont Transit Bus I leaned my arm into alittle chink of sun, Going somewhere older than I was, Strapped into something tight, keeping me small. I dug into you like rock climbing; Too scared of coming down, Too scared of going up, Too scared of rockface. I should’ve split my sides or spilled […]
On the Vermont Transit Bus I leaned my arm into alittle chink of sun, Going somewhere older than I was, Strapped into something tight, keeping me small. I dug into you like rock climbing; Too scared of coming down, Too scared of going up, Too scared of rockface. I should’ve split my sides or spilled […]
On the Vermont Transit Bus I leaned my arm into alittle chink of sun, Going somewhere older than I was, Strapped into something tight, keeping me small. I dug into you like rock climbing; Too scared of coming down, Too scared of going up, Too scared of rockface. I should’ve split my sides or spilled […]
On the vermont transit bus I leaned my arm into a little chink of sun, Going somewhere older than i was, Strapped into something tight, keeping me small. I dug into you like rock climbing; Too scared of coming down, Too scared of going up, Too scared of rockface. I should’ve split my sides or […]