The place where I stand gives way to liquid lino. Underneath the weeping willow lies a weeping wino. The place where I stand gives way to liquid lino. Underneath the weeping willow lies a weeping w
The place where I stand gives way to liquid lino. Underneath the weeping willow lies a weeping whino. The place where I stand gives way to liquid lino. Underneath the weeping willow lies a weeping
The place where I stand gives way to liquid lino. Underneath the weeping willow lies a weeping whino. The place where I stand gives way to liquid lino. Underneath the weeping willow lies a weeping
I wouldn't wanna live there. . From the green belt balcony. The wildfires look so pretty. Ponderosa canopy. I'd never leave if it were up to me. . To the ruby redwood tree. And to the velvet
home. Forgive me and forget it. This bed I made. I'm tired of sleepin' in it. It's freezin' cold, and baby that ain't cool. I'm waitin' on you. Here at the ponderosa trailer park. There wasn't nothin
