The Truth Of The Matter Is We

And The Story Of Love Is A Long Sad Tale Ending In Graves.

It Made Me Think That Everything Was About To Arrive - The Moment When You Know All And Everything Is Decided Forever.

And There In The Blue Air I Saw For The First Time, Far Off, The Great Snowy Tops Of The Rocky Mountains. I Had To Get To Denver At Once.

All He Needed Was A Wheel In His Hand And Four On The Road.

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