Four Days, 1700+ Miles

If I had words

 To make a day for you

I'd sing you a morning

Golden and true

I would make this day

Last for all time

Then fill the night

Deep in moonshine

Sometimes I really don't have words, but the days are more lovely and wonder-filled than anything I could have dreamed up for myself.


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