I can't look up...fingers of love move down
and I won't be hit...fingers of love move everywhere
there is time yet...fall by the way
from the cradle to the grave
from a palace to the gutter
beneath the dying waves of the sun lie fingers of love
through waves of joy and clarity
a fallen angel walked on the sea
and I'm playing in the shallow water
laughing while the mad dog sleeps
here is another sentence relating to gea.
and I won't be hit...fingers of love move everywhere
there is time yet...fall by the way
from the cradle to the grave
from a palace to the gutter
beneath the dying waves of the sun lie fingers of love
through waves of joy and clarity
a fallen angel walked on the sea
and I'm playing in the shallow water
laughing while the mad dog sleeps
here is another sentence relating to gea.
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i'm having a lot of trouble de-cypher-ing the comments you post in your journal.
are they compliments? insults? you speak in riddles
although your journal is quite the enigma, as well...