You are walking down a crowded street through various shades of people. Summer’s harshest heat, a story in your eyes will speak until your mind’s at ease.21 years have come and gone and that story is still unfolding.suitcase packed you’re moving on with the memories you’re holding.will you be home when you arrive?...21 Years
you are driving down a country road, besides a shady river.The sky turns dark as stone, the trees begin to shiver.the grace of God is night.21 years have come and gone and that story is still unfolding.suitcase packed you’re moving on with your memories you’re holding.will you be home when you arrive?...21 Years
if you look into your future life, decades from this question.do you imagine a familiar light burning in the distance?the love that never dies.21 years have come and gone and that story is still unfolding.suitcase packed, you’re moving on with the memories you’re holding.
will you be home when you arrive?...21 Years
Let Summer Begin...Im Ready.
