and you run and you run to catch up with the sun
but it’s sinking. And racing around, to come up behind you again. The sun is the same in a relative way but we’re older. And shorter of breath, and one day closer to death.
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Fire on the mountain, run!
Okay, riddle me this: It’s just a song. A song about how the devil and some guy sitting out in the woods make a bet for control of the guy’s soul. Based on, naturally, who plays the fiddle the best. With me so far? Devil. Kid. Fiddles. “Hell broke loose in Georgia.” So, why the […]