A long summers day stetching out the cold. Searching for the answers and some say I'm not alone. Could you tell me where I might find fallen horses their spirits they fly. Blinded by the whiteness
Somebody once told me. The world is gonna roll me,. I ain't the sharpest tool in the shed. She was lookin' kinda dumb. With her finger and her thumb. In the shape of an L on her forehead. . Wel