5 May 2012
Got sick of turning up on time, Out in the sun, clears my mind Forever remember the month of September Never again to cling to each other for safety
This breeze will twist us far away, The winds of time stealing days Rolling a number sitting in summer The lover and I suffer in sunburn and turn the light away.
Scream this out Breathe out loud The best Of things In life come at such a heavy price
The Price • Opuss № I