Your Protector

She left a week to roam,

Your protector's coming home.

Keep your secrets with you,

Safe from the outside.

 

You walk along the stream,

Your head caught in a waking dream.

Your protector's coming home,

Coming home.

 

As you lay to die beside me, baby

on the morning that you came.

Would you wait for me,

the other one would wait for me.

 

~Fleet Foxes =D

 

 

50mm f/1.8

ISO 200

Natural Lighting

1/60 sec

 

Done