No appetite for the sea, an empty pale
The boat stops rocking, no wind in the sail
Ravaged by the high seas, the captain wants to rest
Like a brown leaf drop into the ground, it knows best
So is the wish, the I want to be
Forgotten from memory be the end I see
The boat stops rocking, no wind in the sail
Ravaged by the high seas, the captain wants to rest
Like a brown leaf drop into the ground, it knows best
So is the wish, the I want to be
Forgotten from memory be the end I see
1 comment:
Why so dark. Wassup.
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