Somewhere Down the Road

We stayed on a Mountain I drew pictures of trees You said my trees looked twisted and angry There was too much beauty to capture I ran straight up hill in high-heel cowboy boots and you caught me as I fell walking down We saw white tail dear and agreed we could never hunt such a creatures then headed to the road house where we ate steaks You watched as I played dice with the locals and took all their money and danced with old cowboys you stayed close enough to make sure I was safe we walked around the bluff at night and talked about other worlds as we looked at the sky we rushed home as it grew colder you gave me your grandmothers quilt we drank whisky and stared at the fire I fell asleep on your shoulder and woke in your arms Tumblr_l7zz39mntl1qautafo1_500_large

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