domingo, 22 de julio de 2012

And now the things I've done to forget you
Well it's not what I had planned
The sweetest thoughts get twisted in the strangeland.

Strangeland blind
You got no reason, you got no rhyme
You get no time to put things right, to put things right.

Strangeland-Keane.

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