Good Writtens

tumbleweeds, the tangled mess of strangers rolling through the night.
I'll remember this place by the shadows cast.
and you're alright because we're here tonight
and nothing is going to stop this rain.

we sit and smile at the fire for hours. no moonlight, but that's alright
I't s a one way street with a dead end here
and I'll remember where we came from
because it's easy to follow the sun.

drain the bottles dry in the starless skies of winter nights
hope for the spring and fear for the summer
everything ends and you'll be with me there too
because when the birds sing
the bees sting.