I feel it in my veins:
The way the beat just drops;
The lonely string chimes in;
The melody picks up.
I’m taken to a place
Where sounds paint the sky.
And I’ll be darned and doomed
If I want some other life.
Nov 26, 2018
Nov 26, 2018 at 10:08 PM UTC
I feel it in my veins:
The way the beat just drops;
The lonely string chimes in;
The melody picks up.
I’m taken to a place
Where sounds paint the sky.
And I’ll be darned and doomed
If I want some other life.
An insight watching some good old TWD and hearing tunes that strike a chord.
27 xi 18
No idea why they would want to mask such innocuos word as ****** especially so as it's part of a fixed expression, but who knows...
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