Give dark nights and bright stars where all I hear is the wind and water in the creek while the frogs croak and the crickets sing Im so over street lights and sirens smeared with the ignorance of the masses I thought that animals lived in the wilderness well theres more than a few here begging for a bag limit and open season time I start making my way home yup well get there wherever that may be but it isnt here
Posted on: Wed, 12 Nov 2014 05:30:19 +0000