Aug 2015
What need have we for temples of stone,
when we have the stars and sky?
All are equal under this roof...
the wind in the trees is union,
and you and I, love.
when we have the stars and sky?
All are equal under this roof...
the wind in the trees is union,
and you and I, love.
Written by
Toby Sebastian
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