Islands in the stream
That is what we are
No one in-between
How can we be wrong
Sail away with me to another world
And we rely on each other, ah-ah
From one lover to another, ah-ah
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
hot rainfalls made of magma melt alaska
we live in the shadow of a volcano. we work on its face. we drive over faults to start our days.it sounds so volatile and treacherous but really it is consistent and predictable.
it sounds so volatile and treacherous but really it is consistent and predictable.
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