Tuesday, November 22, 2011

Vagabond

1 comment:

  1. 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

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