Lost in thought and lost in time
While the seeds of live and the seeds of change were planted
Outside the rain fell dark and slow
While I pondered on this dangerous but
I took a heavenly ride through one silence
I knew the moment had arrived
For killing the past and coming back to life
I took a heavenly ride trough our silence
I knew the waiting had begun
And headed straight... into the shining sun
Pink Floyd
It is time to stretch and .... Come to Life
Thus begins the third journal for the little golden larl.
Plains Dreaming
Friday, March 14, 2008
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