Judah Morford: the lights will lead the way
Judah Morford: the lights will lead the way, II
Judah Morford: sycamore motel, I
Judah Morford: sycamore motel, II
Judah Morford: we make a pair of parentheses
Judah Morford: in other words...you stink
Judah Morford: if Munch had made kitchenware
Judah Morford: two steeples
Judah Morford: 122,223 miles ago we were laughing in your driveway
Judah Morford: stranger at his soundboard
Judah Morford: caught in the blue, I
Judah Morford: caught in the blue, II
Judah Morford: watching the houston night, IV
Judah Morford: what happened to the rice?
Judah Morford: someday, someone will call this their own, I
Judah Morford: someday, someone will call this their own, II
Judah Morford: someday, someone will call this their own, III
Judah Morford: someday, someone will call this their own, IV
Judah Morford: someday, someone will (strangely) call this their own, V
Judah Morford: only because you asked nicely
Judah Morford: they were here last night
Judah Morford: Let's pretend we don't exist
Judah Morford: creation or a stain
Judah Morford: can you guess what i am?