They say you ain’t a comrade
Still, I’d know you’d come back
For a folly-ridden Romeo, you break down a fortress now
Standing out in public
Stained with your conscience

I know that you love me
You are just lawless, son

Give it another fortnight
Eye to eye the culprit
Just rid the fucking pulpit
I ain’t giving you another full ride
Underneath the combine
Said it didn’t bump you right
Habitual falling right?

Comrade, Volcano Choir (via coldhandsandspilledcoffee)

How deep the Father’s love for us. 
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How deep the Father’s love for us.
#vscocam #vsco
#pnw #igers_seattle
#washingtonstate
#socalityseattle
#socality

"There are places in the world where people just don’t end up living. Maybe it’s too cold or there are too many trees or the mountains are too steep to climb. But whatever the reason, no one has thought to build a road there and without roads, there are no houses, and without houses, no cities." —Wildwood

These are my favorite places. This is where there is awe and peace and rest.

"There are places in the world where people just don’t end up living. Maybe it’s too cold or there are too many trees or the mountains are too steep to climb. But whatever the reason, no one has thought to build a road there and without roads, there are no houses, and without houses, no cities." —Wildwood

These are my favorite places. This is where there is awe and peace and rest.

A year from now we’ll all be gone
All our friends will move away
And they’re goin’ to better places
But our friends will be gone away. //Rivers & Roads//

A year from now we’ll all be gone
All our friends will move away
And they’re goin’ to better places
But our friends will be gone away. //Rivers & Roads//