STAFF SPOTLIGHT: The Devil Wears Prada – Transit Blues
We’ll climb the mountains before we meet the sea, the rain will stop eventually.
We’ll climb the mountains before we meet the sea, the rain will stop eventually.
Tearing my roots from the ground.
Blood & honey blackened by the sun.
This could all be yours.
Bury me six feet deep, cover me in concrete, turn me into a street.
There’s something in the air we’ll never know.
You dig a little deeper just for the hell of it.
Are you living? Can you hear me?