this one is one of my favourites so! great taste
it's almost five am and it's cold enough to make you shiver
standing on the field, the sky seems endless
over the fence, beyond the trees, the sun rises
this is home, truly, this moment of belonging
the campfire is low now, but it's enough to keep you warm by your friend's side
you never expected to be there with them, but they understand that, too
it will be hard to remember this later, aside from the taste of chicken cup noodles and interlocked fingers as the night fades
the road was long and hurtful and dark, but right now the sun is rising and you are home