I wake up to the
Aroma of arabica
This gray morning
In this now quiet town,
There’s gentle drizzle
Glistening on rooftops,
May it turn to rain,
To ease the pain
Of...
As the car was winding down Zigzag roadOne sizzling afternoonI gazed at smoke billowing, spiraling up the sky from a distant mountainGreen turning brown...
As the car was winding down Zigzag roadOne sizzling afternoonI gazed at smoke billowing, spiraling up the sky from a distant mountainGreen turning brown...