Nagano : O
"So long ago, I don't remember when
That's when they say I lost my only friend
Well they said she died easy of a broken heart disease
As I listened through the cemetery trees
I seen the sun comin' up at the funeral at dawn
The long broken arm of human law
Now it always seemed such a waste
She always had a pretty face
So I wondered how she hung around this place"
I love The Wallflowers : )
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Beyond the basic line art there lies a moment you have captured here, which in lies the narrative of the piece
Suerkoua Says:
what happened to the other headlight O: