Story of ideas
How can you on these burned paths
Laying those damn pitch black roses every day
Don't these memories of bygone days torment you,
I know you too miss this hopeful, so magical light.
I also know that you...
Laying those damn pitch black roses every day
Don't these memories of bygone days torment you,
I know you too miss this hopeful, so magical light.
I also know that you...