returning to Volgograd after Barcelona was emotionally bumpy, needed time to process the experience

some of the photos are glitched almost to death due to hard drive corruption. this is probably how they fade in our memory too

As you lay here breathing
I see it in your eyes
Hands upon your skin
With nowhere left to hide
So whisper softly now
What I want to hear
That every moment
Is made to disappear
So pull me under
Drag me over
But never let me go
If you ever doubt it
You know I will shout it
I'll never let you go
No words to say
And nothing left to fear
'Cause every moment
Is made to disappear
So pull me under
Drag me over
But never let me go
If you ever doubt it
You know I will shout it
I'll never let you go