When Nick Principe opens his mouth to sing, a slow fog spills out and covers the land with mist. It’s morning, you’re watching it swirl between the pines, filling your lungs.
Port St. Willow - Amawalk

07 Jun, 2012 / Source: yvynyl / 3 notes

  1. phonebook reblogged this from octoverrain and added:
    This sounds like one of those things that you hear in public for the first time and remind yourself throughout the day...
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