Leica, Music, Photography

Sunday Afternoon

Sunday Afternoon

All Those Shades

I haven’t touch a guitar in months;
Maybe today I will…

Common sense sitting outside here today. I’ve got it all.

Money and fame, you standing by my side. Hit Me.

Total perfectness something in the way passing by. You felt it too
I’ll tell what it’s like on the other side.

Hit Me.

It a type of hurricane, stunning force pulling me away. Hold my hand tight on this Sunday afternoon.
It’s a type of hurricane, crazed force, memories collide. Hold my hand still on this Sunday afternoon.

Longing forgiveness
there’s only room for one on this ship..wreck Sullivan was right

I’m destined to levitate weightlessly.

Common sense
shut outside here today, so patiently. You even said

you’ll wait until I win this fight.

We will soon become free lovers.
Time will send me back to us. My memories collide. Time will send me back to us. My memories collide. Time will send me back to us. My memories collide.