sâmbătă, 30 august 2008

32nd story - burn down this town, I give it to you



"Tied - tied to a time
When we knew that the sun would shine
And you were all smiles
And we could just talk for a while...

Of where we would be when the future comes
And how you would paint while I wrote my songs

If I could find you
And tell you about my life
Or maybe just write
And remind you of when we would dream...

Of where we would be when the future comes
And how you would paint while I wrote my songs"





11 comentarii:

Anonim spunea...

legs... legs... legs...

Anonim spunea...

forgot a big honest plastic-free yet emotional ":X" for the first picture

Astrid spunea...

nope, no idea who wrote this...no even one little freaky plastic idea..nope...hopeless...
my life will come to an end..soon..I can feel it... I love you all, my friends... I... I...

Anonim spunea...

don't worry huney! we'll find the bastard and get to him first. you rest your pretty little self

Anonim spunea...

legs...

Astrid spunea...

he's watching me..please, somebody help!! :(( :((

Astrid spunea...

what do you want, cherry eater? no cherries here...
only cute and plastic kitties ;;) ;;) ;;)

iomis spunea...

it's Steven Wilson ... he has found ..... so now you know who!

Astrid spunea...

hmm...he could be...but...noooo :">

Anonim spunea...

legs...

Astrid spunea...

IT!!