One often meets his destiny on the road he takes to avoid it.
I am coming home to you with my own blood in my mouth.
And I am coming home to you if it’s the last thing that I do.
My mind was willing and my spirit was strong..
I have seen by degrees the boiling point come and go.
How high your highest of heights? How low are your lows?
Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map