Tytuł: Miguel Abburido

• Wykonawca: Will Haven
• Wyświetleń: 275

She cried as I lied between the ivory. I screamed, The sand hurts, abrasive on my hands. I dared to fall asleep to the waves crashing on impotence. Can you climb to your feet and be proud of what you have? Of what you've made? What's on your shelf? What's in your card catalog? Today I dreamed that the sod was laid but I was blind to what the stone said. Do you see it in your eyes? Could you read it for me? Tell me in song and I'll snap my fingers as we stroll. Can you feel the heat on your souls or are the arches of time to painful to walk on? Push on, brother. We are not weak. We will stand tall in all shapes and sizes.
  
   She cried as I lied between the ivory. I screamed, The sand hurts, abrasive on my hands. I dared to fall asleep to the waves crashing on impotence. Can you climb to your feet and be proud of what you have? Of what you've made? What's on your shelf? What's in your card catalog? Today I dreamed that the sod was laid but I was blind to what the stone said. Do you see it in your eyes? Could you read it for me? Tell me in song and I'll snap my fingers as we stroll. Can you feel the heat on your souls or are the arches of time to painful to walk on? Push on, brother. We are not weak. We will stand tall in all shapes and sizes.