The fruits of my Labor (Day)
Summer’s gone a summer songYou’ve wasted every day, every daySummer’s gone, can’t wipe it off my handsWrite it in the sand, in the sand Buffalo Tom “Summer“ Wow, hard to believe that Labor Day is…
Musical musings from aging hipsters
Summer’s gone a summer songYou’ve wasted every day, every daySummer’s gone, can’t wipe it off my handsWrite it in the sand, in the sand Buffalo Tom “Summer“ Wow, hard to believe that Labor Day is…