Uncle drive us home
We've driven so long
We no longer know
The lay of the road
As it lies at our feet
Where the past, present
And future meet
Why the gravel stretch
Reaches on and on
Take us home
We won't make it alone
We just can't go on.
Tuesday, September 06, 2005
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