she’s ready to blaze into the next phase of her still-young career, where she’ll continue to dance like no one’s watching, write like she stole our collective diary, and inevitably soar to ever-greater heights.
And there he goes, so perfectly
I was walking up the front porch steps after everything that day
But I keep cruising, can’t stop, won’t stop moving, it’s like I got this music in my mind, saying "it’s gonna be alright"
But I can’t make them stay