art of arranging sounds in time
Thursday, May 12
sarah mclachlan - fallen
though i've tried, i've fallen
i have sunk so low
i have messed up
better i should know
in the lonely light of morning
the wound that would not heal
it's the bitter taste of losing everything
i have sunk so low
i have messed up
better i should know
in the lonely light of morning
the wound that would not heal
it's the bitter taste of losing everything
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