The lessons they taught us were naive, and we knew that sunrise always happens when the bird start to fly. We were standing quiet, maybe they had their spies. The call of introspection woke me up.
I'm standing 5 inches above me to feel the heartache of mine.
We could remain in silence, not to speak ever again, but laughing of their children woke up fears and despise. It was the time I felt like everyone would have to die, and I touched my homemade clown to belive...Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
