i am filled with you.
skin, blood, bone, brain and soul.
there's no room for lack of trust, or trust.
nothing in this existence but that existence.
i know someday the smoke will all burn off
all these voices i’ll someday have turned off
i will see you someday when i’ve woken
i’ll be so happy just to have spoken
i’ll have so much to tell you about it.
grown ocean - fleet foxes.
