Gather Friends
A porch, A pizza, In the warm summer night air, Friends gathered near. Empty bottles stand alone. Pink Floyd’s jam drifts through the dark, Songs of Syd Barrett, How I wish you were here.
A porch, A pizza, In the warm summer night air, Friends gathered near. Empty bottles stand alone. Pink Floyd’s jam drifts through the dark, Songs of Syd Barrett, How I wish you were here.