Good Old Times

Thu, 04/02/2020 - 20:27 -- N2QM

Nothing beats pizza

And fresh air

At dusk

Staring at the sunset

As it kisses San Francisco good night

Staring at the moon

As it hugs the bay good morning

Staring down the windy road

As cars drive up and tourist walk down Twin Peaks Boulevard

Sitting with your dad on the hood of the car

Listening to Giants game on the radio

Holding on to your childish charm

As long as you can

At the top of Twin Peaks

 

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