November 2010
1 post
Here for You
Were all born into this river without knowing how to swim And eventually we learn how to keep this water under our chin Some times this river is so cold to be in Freezing my soul, solidifying my skin Regardless of how far I see, I never see my travels end Were carried by the current, being driven by the wind The scenery we pass, we’ll never see again So we store it up as memories and...