sweetly your song presentspromisesand stays forever in tunelike a prayerin my mind I hear nothingbut a repeated melodythat is never tiring andalways a..
friday night limousine ridersspeeding some seventymiles per hourcut up lemons and dispensemargaritas without rocksoutside airport secret policeinterce..
morning light casts long shadowswhere trees amass and grow wildharboring mere mortalssavoring newfound secretsat work in the dimly lit nightwerewolves..