I used to walk I use to run but down the hill I said time for a change and I will figure it out.
Pedal from here pedal from there.
for a while these two legs were never tired of going every-any-where.
It took me two weeks to get you, build you, paint you , and ride you .
I got to meet my comfort zone aroud you.
Cutting lights and bumping traffic was great , its just another story I couldn’t say.
Its not that you wouldn’t get it, it only took three summer hours
don’t forget it .
“They say ride it like you stole it and that exactly how we ”bought” it .
The night I flipped and kissed the ground was the last time I ever rode around.
I could say that it hurt I could say that I cried but that wont change the past cus id be livin a lie
Pedal from here pedal from there.
for a while these two legs were never tired of going every-any-where.
It took me two weeks to get you, build you, paint you , and ride you .
I got to meet my comfort zone aroud you.
Cutting lights and bumping traffic was great , its just another story I couldn’t say.
Its not that you wouldn’t get it, it only took three summer hours
don’t forget it .
“They say ride it like you stole it and that exactly how we ”bought” it .
The night I flipped and kissed the ground was the last time I ever rode around.
I could say that it hurt I could say that I cried but that wont change the past cus id be livin a lie
The image goes really well with the poem. You can tell that the photgrapher thought a lot about the text before taking the photograph and that she understood what the writer was talking about without the two ever meeting.
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