A couple of fellows trying to make their way through time.
Dear Friends with hearts that seek love.
True love is triumph of imagination over intelligence.
Writings of the deep soulful formula that creates the world around them.
Walking back from a sushi filled haze we sung in the ran and flustered through the wind.
Singing songs of deliverance and growing old.
Selling your soul to a blissful unknown.
He sings of being lucky to live, love, and grow old.
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