'm with serious worry me light as a feather when I of anger you're the song I remember with the grace of a dancer and the strength of a pillar When I'm starving to suffer for you below, fill me with laughter am deaf You are a poet and a saint You're the only one I choose to imitate Oh, how the Father's love through the eye of the camera is the picture I have seen We're on a steep hill of Green and walk beside me. .. Conor Oberst Bright Eyes Entry Way Song Amos House ...
Saturday, December 26, 2009
Entry Way Song
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