“Broken Dreams” Whats that metronome I hear, perhaps the end is drawing near You never hear the shot that takes you down Now your dreams a memory, and seems more true from far away Just like smoke that fades and… Continue reading
“Broken Dreams” Whats that metronome I hear, perhaps the end is drawing near You never hear the shot that takes you down Now your dreams a memory, and seems more true from far away Just like smoke that fades and… Continue reading