Woodkid - Baltimore’s Fireflies
ugh. sooo good.
“What are the words that I’m supposed to say?
If someone knew about this lie?
If your body rises to the surface?
Through the silence of fireflies…”
"The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars."
Woodkid - Baltimore’s Fireflies
ugh. sooo good.
“What are the words that I’m supposed to say?
If someone knew about this lie?
If your body rises to the surface?
Through the silence of fireflies…”