J. Tillman
Two Years On Film
The farther away I getthe less that I rememberof who and what and when I took all those picturesI pawned off your ringsthe year you weren't lookingI bought Joseph's carpainted it with lightningdrove into the seadrove into the seadrove into the sea...August and Julythe closest that we'd getto working with our handssurviving by our witsI've got lots of timeif you can read a mapdrive across that city linenever to come backnever to come backnever to come backnever to come back
From Letras Mania