Views of salt waves and crimson rays reflecting orange into a new day. Someday.
Italian leather speeding a hundred down a highway with winds blowing in my mane while singing to Katy Perry. Someday.
Waiting with all your loved ones around the phone waiting for it to ring so all your dreams can come true and to play with the ‘big boys’. Someday.
The phone is still and the house is quiet and waiting for him to return one day. Someday.
Organ playing and switches to Air on the G-string as she walks in all white slowly stealing the eyes of the gathered patrons. Someday.
Saint's Muse 