Robert Marley:  

Life The Soul Shakedown past with quaint sippings on alcohol brew and Vodka tonics have dissolved like buffalo soldiers on the quiet bloody breeze of americana western fields. Where have they gone? Long lost like smoke vapor of a rastafarian holy ritual. Like a mixed fruity drink too strong. Where has its tart sweetness dissolved? The past once ripe now covers memory of southern distaste and salty dry l...Expand for more