It runs like a river runs to the sea It runs like a river to the sea I don’t believe in painted roses Or bleeding hearts While bullets rape the night of the merciful I’ll see you again When the stars fall from the sky And the moon has turned red Over One Tree Hill [...]

The only thing I really miss about the east coast is the fall when all the leaves change color. It’s pretty magical. But then all the leaves fall and you have to clean them up. And it’s dark & stormy for ages. And it’s cold. Soo cold. I