i can't read a painted picture of life as it was in the past why did i think it would last?
when all the colors keep on shifting the truth is not found in the hue it's in my perspective anew
impressions of the past will be moored until i find what it is i'm looking for what it is i'm looking for what it is i'm looking for what it is i'mTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.