Flavor me Red Half of all the skin I've known has been Somewhat relative to my own, my own comfort levels Turn the volume, make a spin, Circles in the
Grains of gravel hold their own between my bare toes. I?ve got the blues, I?ve got the blue lake water where we go. Don?t carry a radio, replacin? the
The children have grown, they've gone beyond and over the hill No one thinks they're coming back, but I know they will. Thirty-eight years, they've been
He's grounded and he's subtle. i know he'd step over the puddle, back in the day when we went on hikes together. ?cold feet will cause a sickness,? he
