I’m not really here, my mind’s been drifting, off to you where you’ve been, what you dropped in your teens, for real, mine is a matter of fame, I give and cave in, I shelter from rain, I assemble my powers I give in ... ... I have been restless, at this new year I’ll find my way, to a sincerer place, to fare, on an ocean of green, in a field full of rain, I’ll gather my things, I assemble my powers to give in, from story to story, from sorrow to plenty, out where your lost is, from story to story, from sorrow to plenty, out where your lost is, out where your lost is. youtu.be/4ZVN0JcFHMI
Posted on: Sun, 14 Dec 2014 10:03:10 +0000
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