Free to Breathe

To walk hand in hand in a  big open field, the sun shining down, the wind blowing softly. To lay and speak softly. To sleep. Wow. A dream. Riding in the car with the windows down, the music turned up and wind blowing in your hair. Just simply being. Not needing big things, just the smiple little things, the God given. The sun, the grass, trees and leaves.  Beauty in pure form.  A dream of all time come true.

Written to Free by Zac Brown Band

4-29-10 1:53 pm


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