Matthew Robb

jordanpowers:

Reminiscing :)

I wish everyone could see where the river flows through my city of glass, and jeeps, and broken streets - wherever you go.  
Bars and churches overflow with a little soul, a touch of history.  
At night the city streets are free for somebody to come and get me.

It always gets very hot in the summer.  It always gets very cold in the winter snow.

If you wanted to go where the sunshine glows, you’d better come to Ohio.
If you wanted to go where the night life blows, you’d better come to Ohio.
It’s always fun in my city, that’s for sure. 

Someday soon I want to drive away, but I’d miss my home so I’ll be back someday.  So don’t believe that when I leave you’ll never see me.  
All my friends who’ve traveled on to the great beyond have wandered back to me. To my city, eventually.  
They hang their hats up before their bags are empty. 

It always gets very hot in the summer.  It always gets very cold in the winter snow.

If you wanted to go where the sunshine glows, you’d better come to Ohio.
If you wanted to go where the night life blows, you’d better come to Ohio.
It’s always fun in my city, that’s for sure.