Romans, you came with gifts and wonder, and violence,
Romans, you tried to reduce Lug’s voice to silence
Romans, you brought winter in our land, in our hearts
All seasons comes to pass, springtime’s here, so’s our wrath
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Romains, venus chargés de cadeaux merveilleux
Romains, qui avez étouffé la voix des Dieux
Romains, qui avez apporté ici l’hiver,
Sachez que le printemps vient, et notre colère
“Ridin’ the storm out, waitin’ for the thaw out
On a full moon night in the Rocky Mountain winter
My wine bottle’s low, watching for the snow
Thinkin’ about what I’ve been missin’ in the city
And I’m not missin’ a thing
Watchin’ the full moon crossing the range
Ridin’ the storm out
Ridin’ the storm out
My lady’s beside me, she’s there to guide me
She says that alone we’ve finally found home.
The wind outside is frightening,
but it’s kinder than the lightning life in the city.
It’s a hard life to live but it gives back what you give.”
– REO Speedwagon
When little bits adds up,
When each little wave syncs
Then comes resonance
Then comes the furor
Pencil doodle on A6 sketchbook