. . .like every dream I've ever known. . .
it washed away in a tide of longing, a longing for a better world
from my will, my throat, to the river, and into the sea
wash away. . .
fade away. . .
. . .like every dream I've ever known. . .
it washed away in a tide of longing, a longing for a better world
from my will, my throat, to the river, and into the sea
wash away. . .
fade away. . .