Tuesday, June 20, 2006
Remember when the scenery started fading;
I held you ‘til you learned to walk on air.
So don’t look down, the ground is gone,
there’s no one waving anyway.
The smokey life is practiced
everywhere.
(LINK)
I held you ‘til you learned to walk on air.
So don’t look down, the ground is gone,
there’s no one waving anyway.
The smokey life is practiced
everywhere.
(LINK)