flatsound, in the absence of everything, i promise to keep you warm

days dedicated to the thought of being through and i just want to lay in bed with you and admit that i m so tired of everything i do but with you it was new and i can t stop thinking of the moon or the nights i saw your breath in the room so draw a line within the snow between what you thought and what you know and in that space i ll build a home and i ll wait if this fire goes out i will keep you warm the best i can i ll throw ev