Tears of September's Sunday
The land of the dead is endless silence,
Like the infinite hush of the cosmic
Where loved ones go to return never
Taking the journey of the last long road
And to rest with the minds of yesterday
When washed by tears of...
Like the infinite hush of the cosmic
Where loved ones go to return never
Taking the journey of the last long road
And to rest with the minds of yesterday
When washed by tears of...