Landslide
"Landslide" I took my love and took it down I climbed a mountain and I turned around And I saw my reflection in the snow-covered hills Till the landslide brought me down Oh, mirror in the sky, what is love? Can the child within my heart rise above? Can I sail through the changing ocean tides? Can I handle the seasons of my life? There are so many different routes to get from Las Vegas to Phoenix. Every time I go visit my sis in one of the hottest spots on earth(yes, I know I live in the other one), I have to ask myself if I want to go by the Grand Canyon, or perhaps by Hoover Dam. Or maybe seeing the deep sapphire of Lake Havasau would be nice. Regardless of the road traveled, my final destination is the same. I want to arrive to see my sister in Phoenix. Even in the world of culinary and in the world of art, the less beaten path is applauded. Combining ingredients in new ways and in varying combinations may bring forth a new tantalizing pal...