Lletres:
Slow Coming Day Pages Yet To Be Written

Another page turns in my life as I'm left here Contemplating how the sky can appear so clear Then turn gray and as the rain falls down on my face And

Another page turns in my life as I'm left here Contemplating how the sky can appear so clear Then turn gray and as the rain falls down on my face. And

I said You can hear him coming while he got the ponytail of his woman Dragging her on her back write and exact Showing no love written hieroglyphics carrying