Floating isn’t infinite.
Song for our times: https://youtu.be/bL8Q9bVoIII?si=rYtiwh5IGUtm9nVB
Tears from the depth of some divine despair
Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes,
In looking on the happy autumn-fields,
And thinking of the days that are no more.
Tears from the depth of some divine despair
Rise in the heart, and gather to the eyes,
In looking on the happy autumn-fields,
And thinking of the days that are no more.
Sixteen Candles.
No better place to start than the 80s.
Sixteen Candles.
No better place to start than the 80s.