(claude s.) Nothing really matters, we all turn To dust, you know that? nothing is Forever, everything will end in Silence... Nothing has a reason
Traduzione: Anything Box. Autunno.
In a drawer there's a key with an old wooden box Sometimes Jesus and me, sit down and unlock another time When you were mine Rose petals and a letter
See he missed the finer points such as lessons in life It was his wed-to-be wife that brought the cool in his heart And by the time the autumn came, things
forever has never seen Love is locked in a safety box with a key An ark to keep the very best of me Books and maps can't teach me anything Experience
he missed the finer points such as lessons in life It was his wed-to-be wife that brought the cool in his heart And by the time the autumn came, things