“If we do what is necessary, all the odds are in our favor.”
if your hopes scatter like the dust across your track, i’ll be the moon that shines on your path. the sun may blind our eyes; i’ll pray the skies above for snow to fall on the sahara.
...I miss you, even here, taking it all in.
is it possible to put this night to tune and move it to you?
Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map