If I ventured in the slipstream
Between the viaducts of your dream
Where immobile steel rims crack
And the ditch in the back roads stop
Could you find me?
Would you kiss-a my eyes?
To lay me down
In silence easy
To be born again
To be born again
From the far side of the ocean
Where immobile steel rims crack
And the ditch in the back roads stop
Could you find me?
Would you kiss-a my eyes?
To lay me down
In silence easy
To be born again
To be born again
From the far side of the ocean
2 comments:
Lovely. When is it going to get warm where you are? You need some leaves on your trees.
I know ! I've been envious of all the crocus and magnolia pictures I've been seeing - but the good thing is I get to experience spring twice this way, once vicariously and once when it arrives here!
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