November 2011
October 2011
Imagine If You Bump Into Your Favorite Artist.
Xxx: Before daybreak there were noneAnd as it... →
carpates:
Before daybreak there were none And as it broke there was one The moon, the sun it goes on ‘n’ on The winter battle was won The summer children were born And so the story goes on ‘n’ on Come woman if your life beats Those we buried with the house keys Smoke and feather where the fields are green
