From San Francisco to the green hills of Maryland I have captured some of the great wonder that is the USA. America the beautiful.
A young bell bottomed, long haired teen
approached me
as if walking out of the past
out of the wall
a reflection of those who
died or possibly worse
lost their innocence in
that far off place
for god knows what?
Then again even he may not have a clue
approached me
as if walking out of the past
out of the wall
a reflection of those who
died or possibly worse
lost their innocence in
that far off place
for god knows what?
Then again even he may not have a clue
A young bell bottomed, long haired teen
approached me
as if walking out of the past
out of the wall
a reflection of those who
died or possibly worse
lost their innocence in
that far off place
for god knows what?
Then again even he may not have a clue
approached me
as if walking out of the past
out of the wall
a reflection of those who
died or possibly worse
lost their innocence in
that far off place
for god knows what?
Then again even he may not have a clue