prettyberlin

If you and I are having a single thought of violence or hatred against anyone in the world at this moment, we are contributing to the wounding of the world.

Though I may seem at times somewhat distant from you, through the gray mist of my own moods, I am never far; my thoughts always circle around you.

There are gonna be weeks when you’re all alone Because of the days I’m chained to that open road But I hope the years that we come up short Are swallowed by the years that we make it work I pray the times when our love is sweet Outweigh the days that you hate me But hold on strong Don’t let go We’ll carry on I know we can find a way ‘cause you’re still my girl in the bad days