I sailed the roads today. I charged, hood-first, into the grey and felt the waters part in snow-white spray. . I heard the raindrops play like songs of praise to God today and watched the troubled world melt away.
I sailed the roads today. I charged, hood-first, into the grey and felt the waters part in snow-white spray. . I heard the raindrops play like songs of praise to God today and watched the troubled world melt away.