A bow but no arrow A string gone unplucked The devil lost me in Georgia I suppose it was bad luck

Raise it Wave it Salute it Toss it What is it?

The Obelisk in washington, the seven wonders of the world. We all are this, forevermore.

A sturdy bridge made of one whole wood, strong and flat, carrying you from one side to another without a chat. Unless you ask Rose and Jack, they would tell you that this would have been a nice addition with the door, with such chilly decor.

For six years I broke on through, until Jim passed his mortal coil. They lit a fire that helped inspire the strangeness people have within. Psychedelic rock and roadhouse blues; we loved to touch... up until the end.