clickMost nights I go for a drive
To the highest place I can find
Stand there on a cliff with gooseflesh
Watching the wind rip the leaves of the trees
Félicia Atkinson ~ Space As An Instrument
5 hours ago
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esa letra es sin palabras. Stand there on a cliff with gooseflesh..
brrrrr :)
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