30 for 30 (Highway)

Reality is so much colder

Than imagination

Someone said, if you want to change your partner, change yourself. They will have to adapt eventually.

What is this winter? It’s like walking through broken glass, trying to paint the tornado that wrecked your home town. it’s darker, more frightening, and doesn’t have defining points or lines, its just there, taking up the backdrop….

You can’t tell if it’s night or day.

Everything can be darker, everything has the potential to be overwhelming.

Everyone wants to make their mark…

Here we are

Here we are

Older now

On the wrong side of the highway

The backside of the graveyard

We wanted the world to change

But we forgot

All about ourselves

And it’s a long

Lonely highway

Cold on the ground

Ash in the sky

Pain in the sun

Tomorrow isn’t younger

Like you’re used to…

What’s left of the sand in the jar

How many days

How many desires

How many

How many

I wrote my soul on a napkin

She cleaned her lips

And now

I framed her kiss

I keep it still

And we are older

But her kiss

It is still young

And

It leads me to believe

Just down the highway

Past the dead leaves

The dreams in the ditch

The overcast sky

The sun still burns hot….

And that’s where stories are made

That’s where the blood runs in your veins

That’s where desire smokes it’s cigaret

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