soul-less skies.

I suppose
it's getting late.
the money is due.
I suppose I should call.
You know I wait until we fall
i would talk to god but my sky is empty.
We never did bloom.
I suppose we are doomed, like flowers.

New Hip Hop!

Pete Rock; still got it!

. home is where ever with you .

This makes my soul dance in it's skin.

+ Jamie would say "Victoria and her hippie music...."