Incan Ancestors
by Derek Fanning
The ponyman sings as he prepares
my evening meal
He is kind and in his face, his eyes
I can see his Incan ancestors
From:
The White PhoenixCopyright ©:
2009 Derek FanningThe ponyman sings as he prepares
my evening meal
He is kind and in his face, his eyes
I can see his Incan ancestors
I've always had a feeling that any time you can experiment, you ought to do it. Because you never know what will happen.