eight years of service
eight years of service
leading us through the darkness
we all will miss you
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pause for a moment
pause for a moment
before a new crush begins
monday morning blues
shoulders of giants
shoulders of giants
lifting is all to new heights
martin luther king
where are we going
where are we going
why does batman get shotgun
eternal roadtrips
the tin is empty
the tin is empty
the last crumb has been consumed
fond rememberings
a touch of bitter
a touch of bitter
flowing hot over the tongue
satisfying sigh
hiding in the night
hiding in the night
luna questing for the sun
nocturnal obscurus
a wind driven rain
a wind driven rain
demanding to be let in
the morning sun breaks
as lightening dances
as lightening dances
with the wicked rolling clouds
thunder's turn awaits
alone in the dark
alone in the dark
with the boomers rolling in
what this day may hold