11.26.2010
11.24.2010
11.15.2010
In the back of the woods
Born to run, baby run like a stream down a mountainside
With the wind in my back I don't ever even bat an eye
Just know it was you all along who had a hold of my heart
11.07.2010
An Irish blessing
May the road rise to meet you. May the wind be always at your back. May the sun shine warm upon your face. May the rains fall soft upon your fields and until we meet again may god hold you in the palm of his hand.
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