Ryan Viscito
Tesknota
there's a place above your eyelids where your skin began to curlmy only indication of where you areand there's a place above the clouds where the lightning began to speakand we knew where to start, we don't know where you arethe sound of the fossit in the middle of the nighti was dancing through a dark room, you were reading my rightsto a jury full of jesters, a jury full of thugswhen they call you down here, baby don't come
From Letras Mania