Julie Sokolow

Seasons
Throw me overseas I'll land quite nicely Finding a place to Happen newly But still nothing seems clearer Than when and Still nothing seems clearer than when Ambitions fucked up from being home I can never be alone And still nothing seems clearer Than when and Still nothing seems clearer than when The seasons peeled off my skin And I couldn't do anything And now I can Always, always Been by Those courts and those people Who dwell They're running in circles and they asked me to join them And I'm bad at refusing From Letras Mania