Where’s your treasure, where’s your hope if you get the world but lose your soul..
We are not infinite, we are not permanent.. nothing’s immediate.
We’re so confident in our accomplishments.. look at how dark it is.
We got information in the information age, but do we know what life is..?
She said he said live like no tomorrow..
Can I have my cake? Can I have you too? Would you follow me? Could I ask you to? Would the world between us break these ties we’ve worked so hard to realize? Can a postcard say what I see in your eyes?
...Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map