Everything is safely stored in the Archives
We can be captain of our ship, but not the sea.
we’ll both forget the breeze, most of the time
I can’t take my eyes off of you…
Every plan is a tiny prayer to Father Time..
Our memories depend on a faulty camera in our minds…
You were a truth I would rather lose, than to have never lain beside at all.
Excuse me, are you lost? Perhaps you would care to visit the site map