Earthforms - Matthew Dear, Tobacco

It’s alright to be someone else sometimes.

Actions to feed on the ripe.

Circle the wounded love in your life.

Sustaining her fears deep inside.

Paint a picture of hearts defeating the purpose and hang it on the wall.

Love is a moon in the sky with a string hanging down to the ground.

I can’t touch it.

Always the silent one.

Who sneaks up from behind.

Closer to the end.

I’m right in front of you now.

I try to be such a stain.

All that I’ll know tomorrow.

Is what I’ve learned today