When clouds go rolling by, they roll away and leave the sky.
Where is the land beyond the eye, that people can not see, where can it be?
Over the hill or here or there, I wonder where.
Tuesday, August 16, 2011
i do too listen to sad songs.
one of my friends accused me of listening to too many happy songs and not enough sad songs...right cause thats a crime.....
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