Wherever this wind blows I will follow For the time has come, to hold on tight Unknown, though forward, it will take you Destination the ‘moro
the ‘moro
Wherever this wind blows I will follow For the time has come, to hold on tight Unknown, though forward, it will take you Destination the ‘moro
the ‘moro
Let it wash away in the wake
Let it Rain
The view from my handlebars
The twisting and swerving then it becomes grey Yet with the up and down we become gay Each turn a mastery of the task currently at hand Watch out, don’t miss the fairway you might fall short in the sand Adaptability spawns ideas Creativity a new world begins Cope and coast This is your life ‘til the end
I love the rain
Leaves (Taken with instagram)
