In which our hero, who was born to write songs, tries to figure out his life with help from the interviewer.
Wednesday, December 3, 2014
rising of the moon
my mind is spinning I can't get my eyes to focus so I'll lay here on the sidewalk and lick my mental wounds I'm more than willing to believe in hocus pocus if it 'll cast my eyes to heaven and the rising of the moon
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