Everything is safely stored in the Archives
We can live with dignity; we can’t die with it.
I don’t make my shape with your phony lines.
And I know what to look for in a wave.
Even the best fall down sometimes, even the wrong words seem to rhyme.. out of the doubt that fills my mind, i somehow find: you and i collide.
...Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map