When at love's best dancing follow mates' forthcoming, Heading down love budding, shutting eyes fantastic, see the girl's back bending, spilling seeds in the hay great barn.
The sun shines down over sunbeam slants, from the sky's high closets, when the air's best blows, forming dust petals up near the lovegrass bending while the plows lose friends. And the farms grow men out of yellow bucket boys
The five gallon bucket
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Great cover of Walking on the Moon, by one of my favorite bands, the Police. This is a great song about falling in love.
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NPR did a piece called "This I Believe" a few years back. Listeners were invited to recite their core beliefs about anything...
