~ Constant sorrow is only the man that screams the silent past of the blues.....
... I've taken the long road down, slip sliding toward the dreams I have only so far given up to the universe ..~

~On the shore as the tides comes in, broken like a poet again ..

*Dont stare
To hard
Away
Cant stay
I pray to lay only in sin
For now ..
Until  
We run,
hand in hand  
Into the unknown oceans ripple..
Waiting with the facts  
But sometimes ....
Les faits sont tetus.
Les faits sont tetus.