Pynch.
It changes a lot, Parrish. But it's always me and you. It's always Christmases at the Barns with my brothers and sometimes the hippies and maybe even Noah now, shit. It's me running a farm and dreaming shit that actually helps people. And it's you getting your dream job. Maybe it's in DC, maybe it's Japan, I don't fucking know. Maybe you change your mind altogether and decide you just wanna read tarot cards on the beach in California in obnoxiously good weather.
We figure out the nightwash and I'll go wherever you wanna go. I can dream anywhere. I can have a farm anywhere.