—Out Of The Woods
"…I remember you took a Polaroid of us, then discovered the rest of the world was black and white. But we were in screaming color…"
"…Lady, running down to the riptide, taken away to the dark side, I wanna be your left hand man. I love you when you’re singing that song and I got a lump in my throat ‘cause you’re gonna sing the words wrong…"
"…I’m thinking ‘bout how people fall in love in mysterious ways. Maybe it’s all part of a plan. Well, I’ll just keep on making the same mistakes hoping that you’ll understand…”
"The Breakfast Room, Winter Morning" by Frederick Childe Hassam