As the world continued to spin
around the sun in an endless...
Afraid of the future
But i roll wit it anyway...
I was called to go in,
go in and find the small sky...
Time moves too fast some-times
Actually, it's too fast all the time...
We don’t want a war right now
We don’t want a war ever...
He has long wavy hair
And a beard that matches it...
A time comes
We look back...
All these roads are as the print of lashes
on his body...
May this holiday season
Be full of pure bliss...
Yes, I remember the past
as it has molded me...
The You I knew once
promised...
Social ingenue
she’s as brilliant as the sun...