The road delivers no bed, it delivers bags to pack the stress/
Like a still frame shot of our worst day we drove six hours to with a smile on our face/
the road delivers discord, it delivers a pile of rocks where your heart use to be/
Like a veterans hospital nurse it can lead your eyes to the worst/
Sunday, January 11, 2009
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