—————————————————- “Oh the sun is shining far too bright for it to still be night oh the air feels so cold, so cold and old how can it be light?
Archive for Febbraio 1st, 2017
—————————————————- “In sleep he sang to me in dreams he came that voice which calls to me and speaks my name and do I dream again? For now I find the Phantom of the Opera is there inside my mind
—————————————————- “Oh, Mr James Dean he don’t belong to anything oh he left before they could get him with their ways, their wicked ways oh Marilyn Monroe, where did you go? I didn’t hear all your stories I didn’t see[…]↓ Read the rest of this entry…