Yo tengo una ram 96 yo le adapte igual baño mesa para comer y alacena lavamanos y cama es mas sensilla pero comoda y luces led por dentro y fuera y en rines son muy buenas camionetas Dodge ran van😊
I was at this show on the floor. Elder killed it, as they always do. Tool brought Nick DiSalvo up to play lead guitar on Jambi, and he played his own solo in place of Adam's while Adam backed him up. It was amazing, and I'm super stoked for Elder because I know they just made a ton of new fans.
Evening.... a bottle of wine.... editing my sad cemetary photography... this beautiful piece of music in repeat mode.... I will sleep calmly and very well this night....
*I think I'd have an upholstery shop make all-new high-density cushions and seat-covers for this 'RT'* *And a 'best quality' solar power system as well so I don't have to worry over staying at an 'RV' Park for electricity* ( *Very likely I would put a 'Thetford' cassette-type toilet inside because I see so many complaints from RV-owners over how hard it is to find a 'dump station' for the black-tank!* ) *I want something 'off-grid' because I don't like 'RV Parks' and the outrageous fees they charge so I can 'park on their dirt'*
Lyrics: Be not where you lay lest the bond be broken Vanish where you stay Timeless in the well lest the song is spoken Over for the sell Eye of the cold Will scald in the fold Higher than low Dripping from the scene lest the scalding ocean Is drowning all the trees Time to fall this cell Know the name of harrowed With it you will do well The crane that only felt was never seen as spoken Its vanished from my self The tame you would arise Formulate the harrowed Vanish in the I Vanish in the eyes Vanish from the sky The stain that only sees Crawl like rain Is only led through harrowed For disdain When practiced at the dream When nothing left to see Nought to feign Call the name upon this floor Nor to drain Know that is more And opened in the shallows None for sane When nothing could be more When nothing could be more Burn the core You see the final shore From before Bleed beyond pour Last of lore Drip up on the floor Seen as more Vanish for the more Told it well Called beyond the well The tore the shell Led beyond the chill When nothing held Stone the moon as well But something fell For which you could have found --------- PART 3: Float the moon as well… Flow the moon as well… All who strayed beyond the shadows have nothing to disdain All that soared away from reason were held aloft in sway All that’s widening the narrows will crumble to decay Lie of the sold Would warm in the cold Desire will hold IF THE MOTION LIED AND LIGHT HAD FROZE MIGHT OF THE FEVER HOLD MY EYES TO KNOW Dry the waves Anchor ice Mirror reaper Arrowed eyes AN ICE OF PIECES OF WHAT WAS ONCE THERE, THE SKIN OF BEING FLAYED AS THOUGH THE AIR Dry the land Anchor sand Mirror reaper Gallows stand Slow the heart Still the tide Sink the heavens From the sky All that laid upon this hallowed yet crumbling domain All who strayed beyond the shadows have nothing to disdain This cycle thus froze When seeking all repose The thawing of peace Drips backward to the freeze Now motion lies still With nought left for the kill A fever long boiled And venom to recoil The pendulum slows Then stilled under the cold In absence he flies In presence we will writhe
I got $5000. Would take it right now, I'll have to come get it from you from Louisiana but if you'll sale it I'll go get it asap. Thanks. My names Janice
