Laurel Halo
Airsick
Endless trees worthy of some cultSo brokeIsn't it for apes to be rootedYour eyes make all the misery come worthwhileYet all I want is to rid of them[:Travelling heart don't go away:]In the instant you know the feeling of time passingThe line continues to take itself and drawThe mirror will be gone tomorrowNo memoryAirborne sickness cannot go away[:Travelling heart don't go away:]
From Letras Mania