Lletres:
Sail By The Stars I Wish I May I Wish I Might

i'm here i lay awake in my old bed and stare and i can't bring myself tonight to shut my eyes, turn off the lights i hope that some way if i stay up

cicadas are omnipotent sound. The kampong is dark and still. I am not what I thought I was. I am not what I seem. Most of all, I am not what I am. I