Wow, nice photo, the lines are so perfect.
you do, Sean baby and I love it.I'm... the bearded who rests his head aginst the rails, listens to the hum of the train and smells something bad.BTW...surely you listened to Counting Crows relentlessly once in your life?
thanks EZB and Dan.and Dan, I have NEVER listened to Counting Crows relentlessly in my life.Sounds like some kind of torture method they would use at Camp X-Ray to me.
nah. not really torture. depends I guess. just lyrically it is all open skies and empty spaces and love stories...
hey dan...open skies, empty spaces and love stories?I can definitely dig that.cheers.
"If I could make it rain todayAnd wash away this sunny day down to the gutterI wouldJust to get a change of paceThings are getting worse, but I feel a lot betterAnd that's all that really matters to me""These train conversations are passing me byAnd I don't have nothing to sayYou get what you pay forBut I just had no intention of living this wayI need a phone callI need a plane rideI need a sunburnI need a raincoat"Your kinda words, I thought
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