Pinkle
Chicago
In all things You areBringing back together And tearing apartThe continents wereDivided by cracksIn the deep deep seaThe distance to the moonIs like You to meNobody knows whyTomorrow comes This year it goesWhere are You now?In all things You areSitting and talking in circlesAnd filling the timeThe universe is slowly winding downTick tock then we're done
From Letras Mania