Inspiration
Posted: Thu Oct 09, 2008 2:33 pm
There he sits, sitting his life away,
From night to day, show's no motion,
No emotion, It's tucked away,
For a day when the sun-ray's, bloom
From blue and pale to old and grey.
something simple.
From night to day, show's no motion,
No emotion, It's tucked away,
For a day when the sun-ray's, bloom
From blue and pale to old and grey.
something simple.