Wednesday, April 15, 2009

"Have you been wearing holes in your boots out there? Have you been kicking bones in the desert sand? There's a wolf inside the cave and another in the clouds. I've seen them chewing on, on the shadows in your eyes. Will you look at me when your face shows the lines of years? While you've been away I have needed your strong hands. California hills will surely welcome us back home."

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