La beauté est déchirante quand on a peur.
sábado, junio 27, 2009
miércoles, junio 17, 2009
Irma
Life turns its back on us, how could you just agree?
I woke up today
To a world devoid of forests and trees
Drained of every ocean, every sea
Just like a useless brick upon the shore
The morning after the storm
That swept the bridge away
Relentless tide
No anger
Just this relentless time
That calls us all on
Pain Of Salvation
I woke up today
To a world devoid of forests and trees
Drained of every ocean, every sea
Just like a useless brick upon the shore
The morning after the storm
That swept the bridge away
Relentless tide
No anger
Just this relentless time
That calls us all on
Pain Of Salvation
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