But don't let my glad expression give you the wrong impression
You broke it in two
Extra fingered apparitions?
Yesterdays shatter. Tomorrows don't matter.
She makes my heart sing.
A world that is becoming scorched with disorder, disinformation and distrust.
It’s got a hell of a sound.
No light. No people. No speak. No people. No cars. No people. No food. No people.