That Grey Afternoon I was Talking To That Microphone.
There evening was grey in the sky
No traffic for miles around me as I drive to the other state to get. Some
thing which I left behind long ago.
But there are always things we will
never understand this time was one
of them.
I walked down
the rode with my gas can
in my hand with my sunglasses on
they were black shades
The sun was so hot
when I looked over in...
No traffic for miles around me as I drive to the other state to get. Some
thing which I left behind long ago.
But there are always things we will
never understand this time was one
of them.
I walked down
the rode with my gas can
in my hand with my sunglasses on
they were black shades
The sun was so hot
when I looked over in...