Bài hát Almanac - The Acorn. There's a season in your eyes. and a fever on your breath. and you're anchored to the tide. and the rhythm in your chest. I read the rings and count the city lights. you
Here it is against my belly. the sum of all your solid parts. I soak you up and let you fuel my follies. the same events were cuased long ago. I watch you bite my legs off. I humbly dropped my gl
