and a bench in front of the sea i put my old weary body birds are flying like strange memories carrying the smell of the past and times i lived so well my eyes are weak trying to stare at horizon amazing paradox when you begin your last season gazing at future when theres no reason for a brand new passion time is for dereliction chasing dreams aint a solution but i cant stand a frozen soul my body gone but my brain is on do you understand maybe im still a fool sitting on my throne
Posted on: Thu, 08 Jan 2015 22:18:28 +0000
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