The storm inside your weary mind comes out in your misty eyes
Settle now, let the storm pass over and lay yourself in your field of peace
Look beyond the land and let all your stresses disappear and send them
floating away
let them ride with the clouds
Jan 29, 2012
Jan 29, 2012 at 1:17 PM UTC
The storm inside your weary mind comes out in your misty eyes
Settle now, let the storm pass over and lay yourself in your field of peace
Look beyond the land and let all your stresses disappear and send them
floating away
let them ride with the clouds
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