From knowing the truth

The distance that keeps you

The past turns whole to half

The seasons have changed from present to past

You thought that you saw him, but no you did not

Why should he come back through the park?

Thunder, Rain, Wind & a bunch of lights

I have decided that the next photos I post will each be titled from a line in a song. These photos were all taken at the same location, the same cruddy day, thanks to a mistake on the weather mans part. The song is by Feist: The Park.

B.Y.O.B.

where I want to be VS. where I am