Rambling Of Souls
That was one very ominous evening. When I got down there no one around. when I left no one around. It was like the end of the World, even the sound had a faint eeriness to it. quite ominous. It was. Rambling Of Souls
Moments Come Moments Gone
Mysteries Linger
Point Of Interest
Spoke to Me
Walk on the beach during the Wolf Hour during a storm. On the prowl. No one around. Wonder why? Just lookin, experiencing the present, as it glides by. Moving, smoothly, continuously, feeling the cold flow of it.
Straight Ahead (Keep Movin)
Black And Blue
Field Of Dreams
