I find windows very artful. I like to think about how many people have looked through my three dorm windows at Augie. They saw the same thing I did but at various times through history. I like that Jackie and I have shared two of the same windows.
| My dorm window |
| Minneapolis |
| Minneapolis |
The bullet's quit the gun
| Minneapolis |
The heat that's in the sun
Will keep us when there's none
| Minneapolis |
The rule has been disproved
The stone it has been moved
| Railcar at the D.C. Booth Fish Hatchery |
The grave is now a groove
All debts are removed
| 150-year-old plantation in Louisiana |
Oh can't you see what our love has done
Oh can't you see what our love has done
Oh can't you see what our love has done
What it's doing to me
| Looking out the bus window to the Gulf of Mexico |
Love makes strange enemies
| Tennessee |
| Minneapolis |
The soul and its striptease
| Atlanta, Georgia |
Hate brought to its knees
| Atlanta, Georgia |
We can reach it from our bed
| Atlanta, Georgia |
You let me in your heart
And out of my head
| Giraffe in the Omaha Zoo |
Oh can't you see what our love has done
Oh can't you see what our love has done
Oh can't you see what our love has done
What it's doing to me
| Old Market in Omaha |
I know I hurt you and I made you cry
Did everything but murder you and I
| Old Market in Omaha |
Our love left a window in the skies
And to love I rhapsodize
| Old Market in Omaha |
Oh can't you see what love has done
To every broken heart
| Old Market in Omaha |
Oh can't you see what love has done
For every heart that cries
| My grandpa's '53 Ford Pickup |
Love left a window in the skies
And to love I rhapsodize
| Matthews Opera House in Spearfish |
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