babes to the trail we all are poetry shining the boots of the devil taught me how to hold my tongue andunderstandthatperception is relative and babes to the trailwe all are and the wind is atour fronts i have compassion forthe honest onesyet we are allalone. Share this: Share on Bluesky (Opens in new window) Bluesky Share on Tumblr (Opens in new window) Tumblr Share on Mastodon (Opens in new window) Mastodon Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Share on Reddit (Opens in new window) Reddit Share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Email a link to a friend (Opens in new window) Email Share on X (Opens in new window) X Like Loading...