your hands are strangers to me.
without the breathing
crystal scent of
the river
on your calloused
finger tips,
you're playing the same chords but I can't recognize the song.
Mar 8, 2013
Mar 8, 2013 at 2:34 AM UTC
your hands are strangers to me.
without the breathing
crystal scent of
the river
on your calloused
finger tips,
you're playing the same chords but I can't recognize the song.
2011(mkb)
