For every journey has it's end.
And so the sunshiny gone as a friend;
had fulfilled my simple day.
Yes, i'd smile, i was holding a watered clay.
As dusk painted dark
Every journey has it's end.
Sunday, April 21, 2013
Every Journey Has It's End
For every journey has it's end.
And so the sunshiny gone as a friend;
had fulfilled my simple day.
Yes, i'd smile, i was holding a watered clay.
As dusk painted dark
Every journey has it's end.