havana.rama:
What does fate know?
havana.rama:
Many more miles to go yet.
havana.rama:
A wreck and a half.
havana.rama:
Lingering on a note.
havana.rama:
The secrets.
havana.rama:
Dark eyed witness.
havana.rama:
Straight.
havana.rama:
Together never made more sense.
havana.rama:
Dominated by a greater good.
havana.rama:
We've got our struggles.
havana.rama:
The two children.
havana.rama:
The experience and all that.
havana.rama:
That look of yours never hit me twice.
havana.rama:
Will power.
havana.rama:
We need this past.
havana.rama:
Who needs that view?
havana.rama:
On death row.
havana.rama:
Obscured and prevented.
havana.rama:
A hot grip and numb fingers.
havana.rama:
Our innocence is rolling over.
havana.rama:
The sun has got my back.
havana.rama:
Me.
havana.rama:
We've got a ways to go.
havana.rama:
Humor in our beauty.
havana.rama:
Features like knives.
havana.rama:
Constricted.
havana.rama:
A bit too much time for us.
havana.rama:
Bullets.
havana.rama:
Slanted.
havana.rama:
Entity.
