We would go out on the road in our broken cars
We would gather random trash and then light it up
To be comfortable
To be comfortable
Right where we are
And we would spit off every bridge that we didn't burn
We would sit on every seat but we’ll never learn
To be comfortable
To be comfortable
With who we are
Embrace it
We would climb on every tree in our favorite park
Climbing higher than the reach of acrophobia
Just to be comfortable
Just to be comfortable
With who we are
A story and a journey from beginning to end, like the other comps in the series. Luscious detail with gentle pacing to be savoured with fine headphones. Angel Figueroa