Testi:
A Sound Mind The Horizon

give a sign of life. But, as Balzac and Hardy profess, the martyr will burn for her canvas. Elusive horizon, I'm not a threat. You see, I'm for some

effort like a grain of sand Malicious god gives him hand A hand that beats him to the ground And the cry for help echoes Without a sound Out of reach

toward the horizon In fragmantic grim atmospeheres When the mysterious touch of darkness whispers And hidden we will spread our wings (So) may the night carry our minds

in at well, not really very much of anything; A very sound and user friendly idea On finally bringing that pesky mountain to Mohammed Gentlemen at the sound

something So they were both praying for something Living a whole coast apart Never realizing what?s on the horizon He looked in her eyes and (it was a

get with the pawn, in one arms I don't fight clean, flow like a butterfly, sting like a scorpion On the tip of a sick ding-a-ling, bring the noise with

eat, I can't sleep but I just might move my feet. Cause there's nothing like the sound of sweet soul music to change a young lady's mind. And there's nothing like a

, I can't sleep But I just like to move my feet 'cause there's nothing like the sound of sweet soul music To change your lady's mind And there's nothing like a

me in the air and pledge allegiance These legends looking at me like thank you Jesus Off co-signs and loans, I could find a home J. League made a crown and designed a