as if in a dream where you have all the time in the world, but no time at all. a grand adventure it was, the lost boys in neverland… the ebb and flow of making an art project with your friends, rule number one it is never enough, but remember to slow down and enjoy the ride.
“There is no real going back. Though I may come to the Shire, it will not seem the same; for I shall not be the same. I am wounded with knife, sting, and tooth, and a long burden. Where shall I find rest?”
cover photo by @will_weisz
FML2020, the videos were filmed on 16mm film with the intention to create intention. Shouts out to everybody who worked on this song, shouts out to yourselves for checking it out, and shouts out to me for using my light skin powers for good.
