And the highway lines pass by in two/four double-time
and we don’t even recognise a single name on the street signs
Nothing else is calling us
But all we’ve left behind is like a hell-hound on our trail
and a burden on our mind
'Tis a big and beautiful world. Most of us live and die in the same corner where we were born and never get to see any of it. I don’t want to be most of us.
Hot Guy/Cold Drink: Michael Pitt. Photographed by Katie Friedman for Elle