Jan 2012
How can I live in this old world
full of guesses and assumptions?
With so much to touch and feel
but there is nothing to reach;
For my arms are too short,
to spread the clouds,
and see myself.
full of guesses and assumptions?
With so much to touch and feel
but there is nothing to reach;
For my arms are too short,
to spread the clouds,
and see myself.
