Saturday, March 12

Some hang on to "used to be"...

Live their lives, looking behind...

All we have is here and now
All our lives, out there to find.
The road, it's long...
There are mountains in our way
but we climb the steps every day...

There's a road in the distance, love...
where the Eagle flies with the Dove...

 

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