it's that twilight time where your eyes play tricks on you.
the trees morph into people, hiding in the shadows.
she stares into people's windows,
hoping to catch a glimpse of real human life.
life that isn't lurking in the corner of your vision.
it's that twilight time where your eyes play tricks on you.
the trees morph into people, hiding in the shadows.
she stares into people's windows,
hoping to catch a glimpse of real human life.
life that isn't lurking in the corner of your vision.
i love it..