Sunfold
Oregon
I won't wait for Oregon.This time I'll drive.Hopefully the wind's blowin' in my favor,bending all the trees with me,scattering the seeds for every mile.I'll get out and count them all.One by one.Even if I never find a prime, I know they aredeep inside the heart of everythingand all that grows.It's looking like the earth is waking upand now it's looking outover all the many forms it's ever had to be.I'm all on my own now.
From Letras Mania