Sunday

A year of self portraits: 365

another turning point, a fork stuck in the roadon the road to find outlandslidenever forget what I lostgreen dayswiftly flow the years
walk beside meruby in the dustbeauty is where you find itthe song remains the sameI won't back downDon't Worry That It's Not Good Enough For Anyone To Hear
give a little bitI've got one hand in my pocketreign o'er meDriving slow on Sunday morningBlowing in the WindShe's like a butterfly
daydream believermemoriesain't nothing like the real thingin your eyesthe piper's calling you to join himviva las vegas!!!
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