Published on Thursday, July 22, 2010 by admin
There’s rain heading in from a memory, I don’t know if its the weather
or if its just me, You cant tame the wind you just let it blow, you just
try to believe when you don’t know.
Love in the darkness I cant find your hand, prop me up on a skeleton
stand, is there room in heaven for god and man, I feel as small as a
grain of sand.
The maid poured poi...