If you think you're hearing something. And you can't think what it is. If you feel a quiet longing. Lift your heart into the wind. There you'll find my kindred spirit. There you'll meet me as a
Song Misery - Blossoms. You sting like poison vines. Thank God you found me. With sudden shock my feelings flock . I think I see her. Everything is ok. Wait on a stroke of faith. Sorry for the times
I walk where once the grass was green. And mourn the lark that sings no more. What bird could sing whose eyes have seen. Broken blossoms on the field of war? And as they lie there in the sun. How
A black television screen. Snow white and black. Deep and open. Splashing against the windows. Looking out onto a three-terrace town. There's a garden, grey-green. And cherry blossoms. . Get
