The monsters under the bed are real.
That is the secret,
dear heart,
that we are keeping from you.
karoline strickland
The monsters under the bed are real.
That is the secret,
dear heart,
that we are keeping from you.
I found where my house fits under the sky tonight.
Just under the shoulder of Taurus,
A little east of Cassiopeia’s lap,
A little west of the charioteer.