Your hands were broken
But you wouldn't cry out
As we tore your heart apart
Should I thought of you with sadness?
Or a small, small, price to pay
But you should have known better
Oh, I admit to no wrong!
You should have understood
I had no choice, no choice
All winter
You told me, "it's never enough to stay still"
I thought you'd be proud of me
Should I spell it out, spell it out now?
You'll never be good enough
So I'm getting out, getting out now
What Safe Means
What Safe Means
Water
Keep What You Have Built Up Here
Keep What You Have Built Up Here
Keep What You Have Built Up Here
Everything Is Connected And Everything Matters (A Temporary Solution To a P
Everything Rests On Your Small Shoulders
What Safe Means
What Safe Means
Everything Rests On Your Small Shoulders
Documenting Thirty Days
Documenting Thirty Days
An Idea Is a Greater Monument Than a Cathedral
Archival Footage
The Loneliness Inside Me Is a Place
An Idea Is a Greater Monument Than a Cathedral
Archival Footage
The Loneliness Inside Me Is a Place
An Idea Is a Greater Monument Than a Cathedral