Taylor-Tomorrow:
"Dad, you're someone to look up to no matter how tall I've grown. "
Taylor-Tomorrow:
"November's sky is chill and drear, November's leaf is red and sear."
Taylor-Tomorrow:
Indianapolis.
Taylor-Tomorrow:
"And if you mess with me then you will have to answer to my friends."
Taylor-Tomorrow:
Keep going; Don't close your eyes.
Taylor-Tomorrow:
December sky.
Taylor-Tomorrow:
Parking lot setup.