Click to view
Moon shining down through the palms
Shadows moving on the sand
Somebody whispering the 23rd Psalm
Dusty rifle in his trembling hands
Somebody trying just to stay alive
He got promises to keep
Over the ocean in America
Far away, the master sleeps
Silent stars blinking in the blackness of an endless sky
Gold, silver satellites, ghostly caravans passing by
(
Read more... )