Fight

Light. Light. Fight. Fighting fighting Falling off the wind shield crying at the windmill blowing me off field flying in the wind, fighting on the Hindge, roping on my heels looking at the fields, blowing me off fields. Light coming through the window, chilling with Linda wait who’s Linda? Oh oh oh oh. Life is good. I escaped from the hood. Oh oh oh Falling off the wind shield crying at the windmill blowing me off field flying in the wind, fighting on the Hindge, roping on my heels looking at the fields, blowing me off fields.