Thursday, November 20, 2008

i picture you in the sun / wondering what went wrong

by photographer david black

remember the days we'd chase after the sun ? we'd fly through the grass like birds longing for home. the bouquets of wildflowers you'd pick for me were always the best. if i looked hard enough, i could probably find a few petals strewn in my old room, under my bed, by the window sill. it had a great view of the sun.

i don't know anymore / what it's for / i'm not even sure / if there is anyone / who is in the sun

joseph arthur / in the sun

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