Frog Eyes Silence But For The Gentle Tinkling Of The Flowing Creek
Put your rock and roll hands in the goddamn burning sand.
(because we love) two paddles in the water! I (it's
unfortunately true) am all washed up, but (I promised my
buds) I won't stop drinking until I hit thirteen. Ding
Dong! The witch is dead! (the ice in her veins melted) So
say goodbye to the rivers (we're hitting the creeks!)
