stars hide your fire, these here are my desires, and i won't give them up to you this time around
and so, i'll be found, with my stake stuck in this ground, marking the territory of this newly impassioned soul.
you, you've gone to far this time, you have neither reason nor rhyme
for which to take this soul that is so rightfully mine.
(-mumford. because... who else would write that?)
I like this photo. And this song.