Saturday, June 20, 2009

mountains

the leaves are burning in the sunshine of this freedom
i'm all alone with the wind
it's a new beginning tomorrow
there's love to be found and songs to be written
this is good mountain soil, friendship will grow here
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time travel

flying through space
i'm a buzzing b
i'm going back in time
the womb was dark
all the years are at my fingertips
i don't miss them
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