The dredge
Got no place to call your home Got no face to call your own I can't pray on their mountain of shit A low ride through the pain which comes to my head As we shake the hands of time Can you recall all...
1
annotations
Mariel. I'm not crazy, Tom. I saw my body in this water Dead. I want you to get a crew out here and dredge this. And I want them to dig deep. Hey, bloggers, it's Dave. Four weeks after hurricane eve...
1
annotations
