You Can Blame It All on Me
Tuesday, December 28th, 2010
Richard Bryant
Nobody knows it’s yesterday way back here on the farm
Everybody’s walking backwards, summer’s cold and winter’s warm
We breathe in CO2 and exhale oxygen, drink water, bathe in wine
It’s a life, not the life I meant to lead, but I don’t bleed
Cause yesterday is mine
She packed up my...





























































