segunda-feira, 10 de setembro de 2012

NO ONE NEVER KNOWS WHAT THEY GOT, PEOPLE ARE ALLWAYS FAR AWAY. NEVER HOME, NEVER CLOSE.

IT´S JUST A SONG.

PEOLPE DON´T KNOW WHAT THEY GOT, UNTIL IT´S GONE.

WHEN THE MOUNTAIN IS IN THE MOVE, WHEN THE MOUNTAIN NEEDS LOVE. WILL ANYONE BE THERE?
ANOTHER WORD AND EVERYONE IS GONE.
YOU HAVE TO KEEP MOVING, TO FIND ANOTHER MOUNTAIN TO LOVE.

THIS USE TO BE LIKE A CHRISTMAS TREE, NOW IT LOOKS LIKE A ZOO IN THE DESERT.





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