My city sleeps by the side of a freeway, the city scraps And winter time she wore a yellow coat Now there's nothin' on her back If a building falls you wouldn't care to notice unless you were in it Then no one cares about climbin' stairs, nothin' at the top no more..
Fotografia w moim wykonaniu to umiejętność cierpliwego czekania na szczęśliwy traf w którym można zrobić przyzwoite zdjęcie.
niedziela, 20 maja 2012
Broken City
My city sleeps by the side of a freeway, the city scraps And winter time she wore a yellow coat Now there's nothin' on her back If a building falls you wouldn't care to notice unless you were in it Then no one cares about climbin' stairs, nothin' at the top no more..
piątek, 18 maja 2012
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