I want to spend some time there. Like I did when I was a kid. I want to spend some time there, like when all my brothers were alive, and we played war, and guns there, and shot the bad-guys to survive. I want to spend some time there, like they all did. I want to spend some time there, a place called Hobo-Road, where life was slow-easy-going, and you carried no heavy load. Family was alive and well, and we knew the world was going to hell. My God, I want to spend just one-day-there. I want to spend some time there. I want to spend some time there!
top of page
Log In to Connect With Members
View and follow other members, leave comments & more.
bottom of page