damn dead.

[iamchrisadams]

the green, green grass
and the white, white snow
the red, red sun
are gone and i'm alone
under a live oak tree
my blood is dry and dead
the beer has all burned away
along with my weary head
the trees are brown and bare
and dont talk anymore or smile
they just stand in the wind
and wave goodbye

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a four-part series consisting of chain link fences, window sills, and vaulted ceilings.

[iamchrisadams]

this is the fourth season.
there are no more.
perhaps theyll all come in time again.
as they do.