rhyme time |
We don't know how and we don't know why,And the things we did no longer apply.Days are moving fast its morning before its night,Our lives feel like they are on too tight.By now we thought we would hav...
Posted by tomas on Wed, 05 Mar 2008 10:19:00 PST |
Heavy feet, my shoes are full of mud. |
First winds, then fires, now mud slides. I yearn for a few weeks of something which resembles simply living. I suppose the phrase; change is the only constant, rings extra loud lately....
Posted by tomas on Sat, 01 Dec 2007 10:14:00 PST |
reason 568,431 why my life rocks |
Posted by tomas on Mon, 06 Feb 2006 04:17:00 PST |
