Wednesday, October 31, 2012

::to the ends of the earth::

Cruising altitude. Sunrise after the storm. En route to relief. Photobucket "Oh, there's an island where all things are silent I'm gonna whistle a tune Oh, there's a desert that size can't be measured I'm gonna count all the dunes To the ends of the earth, would you follow me There's a world that was meant for our eyes to see To the ends of the earth, would you follow me If you will have a say my goodbyes to me Out there's a a world that calls for me, girl Headin' out into the unknown Well if there are strangers, and all kinds of danger Please don't say I'm going alone" --Lord Huron

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