Polvo
Blues Is Loss
how did the dreams get so cleantaught my son to gamble settle all his debtsthey were easy to collectthen I let them rambletaking baby stepsit was all I could've senthow did the dreams get so cleanthey were showing me things I hadn't seenblues like a riverreaches and extendsand you never see the endarrows in the quivertargets on demandyou can bend or just pretend
From Letras Mania