Jonathan
Do you miss the sweet smell of the rainforest streaking down the hillside, branches dripping with juices in the canopy of green, Jonathan?
Do you ever regret trading it in for a gasoline heartland, Jonathan?
Does their apathy towards your home and the people you know there drive a stake into your year, Jonathan?
Do you remember building traps in the midwest, Jonathan?
Do you remember climing palm trees in the day-earlier timezone, Jonathan?
And did the north country remind you of hope, Jonathan? Did it? Does it?
Do you ever regret trading it in for a gasoline heartland, Jonathan?
Does their apathy towards your home and the people you know there drive a stake into your year, Jonathan?
Do you remember building traps in the midwest, Jonathan?
Do you remember climing palm trees in the day-earlier timezone, Jonathan?
And did the north country remind you of hope, Jonathan? Did it? Does it?
