Waiting for a phone call waiting in a dusty hall waiting for the day to end waiting for it to start again waiting for the sound of a key in the door...
Two brothers are together there riding high in the sky above the clouds. you hear there bikes roar. there tuning up there bike loud and clear to say...
Saw a picture today of my grandparents hiding in the pages of a old dusty book I found looking so in love holding hands and smiling away what a great...
