Just
Be
It
is once in a lifetime
She
dreamt of it
The
perfect day
Warm
breezes
Bright
sun
And
fluffily clouds
The
perfect day
To
go to a field
Lie
down in the grass
And
just be
Ridin’ The Rails By R.e. Taylor It must have been so nice No job and no family Just the wide-open spaces And a ride on a westbound freight J...
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