Sunday, August 09, 2009

ron - sunday morning

winter is perfect, and despite how much i can't tolerate the frigid weather, its still nice. =)

Sunday morning rain is falling. Steal some covers share some skin. Clouds are shrouding us in moments unforgettable, I twist to fit the mold that you're in. But things just get so crazy living life gets hard to do, And I would gladly hit the road get up and go if I knew, that someday it would lead me back to you, that someday it would lead me back to you. That may be all I need, in darkness he is all I see. Come and rest your bones with me, Driving slow on Sunday morning and I never want to leave.

It's kinda apt.

Back to cryptic! haha. =P
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moved along at 12:15 PM
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