Isthmus
The things that keep us together, are the ones keeping us apart, And the things keeping us apart, are the strings tying each other’s heart, Even two rooms with a common wall, are separated by a door, When opened, it
Rocky Nest
We knew there was no other place, but the mountain top, Because this was where everybody we knew, had set up shop, I still remember, the location was merely the first of many a grouse, But that still meant, that