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Monthly Archives: January 2014

we’re heading towards the highlands
like a southerly surge
walking on waves, the peaks look like islands
where the sea and land merge
beneath the stars above
hills and valleys and gentle giants
we’re gonna touch it up

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through the roof.

I like to climb to the roof, with my eyes set – gorilla glue, on mountains and pines, oh what a view. Snowflakes drown into the ground, so high it’ll eclipse the moon. And All I want is to fiiiiind that I’ll be with you.