Nothing's ever the same be it a second later or a hundred years. It's always churning and roiling. And people change as much as oceans...
Wednesday, December 29, 2010
our world
And we build up castles
in the sky and in the sand
design our own world
ain't nobody understand
I found myself alive
in the palm of your hand
as long as we are fine
all this world ain't got no end ...
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