Tag: B-side Title: Emotional Anguish “I hate my Job – no shit.” (at-hand o moment lyrical inspo of musing playing*)

Alkaline waterways
With buoyancy that propogates
For the fortuitous living of marsh-land.
Long entryways – not long in distance.
You gotta respect the farms and natural state of being when you drive through here.
Or find your way lost by the meander of the riverbend that bends
Another 28 times before you’ve given even 10 miles..

Did ya notice that?