before i hit the big 3-0,
i have to see and listen to
the fogness of your fog, to
your hanging coffins,
to your wild horses, to your falls,
your streams, to your streets,
to your wild horses, to your language,
to your dreamy sun and morning,
to your wild horses, to your trees,
to your branches, to your leaves,
to your wild horses.
i have to see and listen to
the fogness of your fog, to
your hanging coffins,
to your wild horses, to your falls,
your streams, to your streets,
to your wild horses, to your language,
to your dreamy sun and morning,
to your wild horses, to your trees,
to your branches, to your leaves,
to your wild horses.