domingo, 30 de enero de 2011

Tapes 'n Tapes.... A Million Miles Of common sense....

Can't hide the reader, Can't fill the trench and what you hide, Is what I sold and when you're next to me, The feeling's cold, Don't tread lightly, In the book At the age of stills, You make congress, Congress, Up in the mount on the sea of chills, You went tireless, tireless, I will walk alone, Take Toll Take Time and turn your face, Dismount your wall, Disband your state, The tides of thought, Are blowing in the wind, We'll stretch our seed to the beaches of the fins, The path is clear, we'll keep clear on the side and make our beds in the beds of others, Don't talk lightly....

1 comentario:

  1. It’s feeling the cold.
    It’s feeling the cold....

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