Tuesday, November 22, 2011

Vagabond

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1 comment:

fishfish said...

Left the vagabonds
A trail of stones
Foward to find my way home

Now as the air grows cold
The trees unfolds
And I am lost and not found

And who knows
Who knows, who knows, who knows
And who knows
Who knows, who knows, who knows

Now left the vagabonds
A trail of stones
Foward to find my way home

Now as the air grows cold
The truth unfolds
And I am lost and not found

Now left the vagabonds
A trail of stones
Foward to find my way home

Now as the air grows cold
The truth unfolds
And I am lost and not found

November 26, 2011 at 6:14 PM

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