tgrunnin wrote:
So many are always running through my mind So you run and you run to catch up with the sun but it's sinking
Racing around to come up behind you again.
The sun is the same in a relative way but you're older,
Shorter of breath and one day closer to death. Pink Floyd
Whiskey bottles, and brand new cars
Oak tree you're in my way Lynyrd Skynyrd
Thank god someone posted this one. Thank god. (edit: Time)
Not everything is as it seems -Mr. Miyagi