I don't like walking around this old and empty house.
"So hold my hand, I'll walk with you my dear."
The stairs creak as I sleep, it's keeping me awake.
"It's the house telling you to close your eyes."
…that wants to listen to bon iver sing to me, as if we are the only two entities in existence, while I stand in the middle of a sweaty crowd of people with my arms above my head
