Saturday In Huntsville
So far away from home, but it feels like Birmingham
Capturing pictures of it all to post on Instagram
Now thinking if I should relocate for better perspicacity
Alluding that something different will not be bad for me
Nick still by my side, no telling what we're getting into
He's chosen to drive, and I'll assist on what I can do
And I say, "the bomb gals always live near the lakes"
He says, "we're almost in Huntsville, and I'm not trying to wait".
There we chill, but it's far from frigid outside today
Conversation drifts into, "what if we decide to stay?"
The Idea is gold, as we hope some day it will happen
Soon we wrap it up. And tomorrow? Another Sunday in Gadsden.
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