With a knife in my shoulder, I am continuing my life I am going for you This old locomotive out of it has been left out of your laminate and your home and street like the old movie all the blacks dreamed even when you have dreamed
I dont remember when I ate this knife or where this highway in a peoples accident doesnt care about it is the fate I am sitting in the foggy pictures like the old movie, such as "In the Shadow of Light Hot coffee behind the desk tomorrow to an old song I was whistle I ♫% We are pleased to see good movies together Weve read good music books. Dream… Dream You Dream. Dream You Dream… Dream You Dream.
