Carry me when my legs give out, he said. We did not expect this bramble, this thick of thorns. You always see us running to anywhere but where we're
Carry me when my legs give out, he said. We did not expect this bramble, this thick of thorns. You always see us running to anywhere but where we're meant
Traduzione: Dopo Le Sirene. La canzone che ci tiene ancora.
or get left behind Everything comes at a price You trust us when you need us Why do I feel there's nothing inside This crutch will relieve us How can