Floating
When the woman's at my window
And her pretty eyes greet mine
I will slip into her loving
And wrap myself in night
Smell the memories as they're burning
A spectacle of light
Float on smoke above the mountains
And the trees I used to climb
When the woman's at my window
And her pretty eyes greet mine
I will slip into her loving
And wrap myself in night
Smell the memories as they're burning
A spectacle of light
Float on smoke above the mountains
And the trees I used to climb
2016 • Is it Really You?
2016 • Is it Really You?
2016 • Is it Really You?
2017 • Bethel, ME
2017 • Bethel, ME
2017 • Bethel, ME
2017 • Bethel, ME
2016 • Is it Really You?
2017 • Bethel, ME
2017 • Bethel, ME
2017 • Bethel, ME
2017 • Bethel, ME