I cling to the rock
hold on desperately
convinced I won’t be able to get up
I’d happily stay there
in that thought
It’s comforting and familiar
knowing you can’t do something
without even having tried
an ode to travelling
I cling to the rock
hold on desperately
convinced I won’t be able to get up
I’d happily stay there
in that thought
It’s comforting and familiar
knowing you can’t do something
without even having tried