Late night thoughts…

Europe Brighten Tour with Jerry Cantrell

Late night thoughts always turn into puffs of smoke, crowding my “fragile eggshell mind.” It turns to stone and mush all in one as I watch the world go by and listen to the droning hiss and bumble of the rolling double-decker. Surrounded by old men young at heart, and lost in many ways, but wise in a few others…

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