brilliant riffs that leave you spellbound ingenuity that cannot even be dreamt of genius that is hard to equal, forget surpass "wherever i may roam" you ring in my mind
Restless, i prowl the corridors craving for the first spray of rain. An insomniac, a recluse in a crowd, the garb of happiness i feign. In the wave of humanity i long for a touch ,anticipating, all in vain. Withering from the insides, in melancholy i still remain.
No comments:
Post a Comment