I've been thinking
We're good
We can't let our mind or our life say it aint so
We're good, my love
Remember when we were young and everything was possible?
Remember when we were the first in class and everybody wanted to be like us?
Remember when, besides the depression, we thought that someday something good would come?
So, the news is: something good comes from us. We have to do something. Or "something good" will never come.
So, where's the button?
Where do we press to open our windows?
The news is: the button is behind the...
domingo, junho 16, 2013
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