lunes, 7 de marzo de 2011

Good memories.

"Once there was an ocean
That came into my arm
Horse made out of Black Tar
Kept us Safe from Harm
The day with no emotion
We drift into the sea
All I could remember
I wished I wasn't me"

Fragment from "black Horse Riding star" by Scarling, one of my fav songs ever.

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