I am the view from through my eyes and the words that
run without end in my head
imaginary conversations, ruminations, regrets, hypotheticals
memories incommunicable
dreams of faraway places
it will all be lost in time
we traveled alongside those
power lines from your memory
a quiet, dreary gray and a bitter cold
but with coffee and company
we traveled alongside those
power lines from your memory
a quiet, dreary gray and a bitter cold
but with coffee and company
I am the view from through my eyes and the words that
run without end in my head
imaginary conversations, ruminations, regrets, hypotheticals
memories incommunicable
dreams of faraway places
it will all be lost in time
I am the view from through my eyes and the words that
run without end in my head
imaginary conversations, ruminations, regrets, hypotheticals
memories incommunicable
dreams of faraway places
it will all be lost in time