Post by Inspire2NADIA on May 22, 2004 17:14:46 GMT -5
Now a soul pours from
the net of stereo speakers.
Just an hour ago we were
speeding down Route 80,
tired, yet protected
across a well-known path
drawn against the nightly clouds
with strings of white soft lights,
and winds blew against the glass
as if trying to stop us,
but we were on our way
warm and protected
just a little tired.
the net of stereo speakers.
Just an hour ago we were
speeding down Route 80,
tired, yet protected
across a well-known path
drawn against the nightly clouds
with strings of white soft lights,
and winds blew against the glass
as if trying to stop us,
but we were on our way
warm and protected
just a little tired.