The secret is to bang the rocks together, guys.
And no one sings me lullabyes
And no one makes me close my eyes
So I throw the windows wide
And call to you across the sky.
Thursday, January 19, 2012
Scenes from a Morning Commute
Red morning, sailors warning. And now, it's snowing to beat the band. Those darn sailors.
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