Mistaking the giver … for the gift.

Where are you going?

When are you coming back?

I just want to see you again. Maybe my heart would mend.

The key to change …

I couldn’t see.

Standing in the rain, how can I keep a smile from my face?

Here comes sunshine.

Liquid sunshine.

Why do I move so slow? Will I ever know?

Maybe I’m selfish, the way it all breaks my heart.

You said goodbye and there isn’t any going back.

I need to feel the wind against my skin.

How does it feel?

The river doesn’t have a contract. It flows wherever it may.

I know how it feels to be the one on the front line.

I’m blessed by the ones who’ve loved me … and the ones who’ve kicked me out.

A new story emerges.

I’m going to find a shade tree and get off my feet.

Everything is going to be alright, even tho everybody’s uptight.

Just getting by.