It is the sweetest thing to know that. To know it is right. And what a sight. To step ahead and see the sun, now. . Not a cloud in mind. Or waiting on time.
She was staring at the ceiling. I was staring at the floor. He was fixed in thought and wonder. Of what lied behind the door. . There was a man with little movement.
It promises much, it promises you'll never be cold. The words are such as to turn you until you are sold. And walk in this rut and run in the ground where we know.