A man carried metal, carried gold More than he could handle, more than he could hold It weighed him down to a sand shallow grave Where his bones were eaten by a heat wave While here it rains all night and it blows a sweet breeze I think I'll call you up
โดย: the dead ark for another glass IP: 61.91.109.181 24 มิถุนายน 2548 14:27:44 น.
Ah the dream machine Makes it hard to see If I could stand outside myself and watch it come to me I'd make the dream Filter down to my fingers and rip at the fools head and follow your scent that lingers the crash and the booming of the white bomb Come sure, come soon, come leave just one song One song, one beat, one dust, one end, one for all One stone for the marking for the dream when it falls
โดย: the dead ark for another glass IP: 61.91.109.181 24 มิถุนายน 2548 17:28:06 น.
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