It’s an Alexi Murdoch kinda day here in the Twin Cities.
A cool, quiet, turning fall day. Burnt orange and yellow leaves slowly swirl and make their way to the ground, and you pull your sweater a little tighter around you. It’s a day for strolling through used book stores, drinking coffee, and wearing brown corduroys.
I post this song for the one I love who is so far away, and yet fills all my days.
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