Hawaii, HI; USA
Volcanoes, Sand, and Sun
July 30, 2019
And you are now of my existence
You're part of that which still remains
And you're lingering like fingered strings
I seem to call on to feel the pain
On red violins… on red violins
And you are now of my existence
You're part of that which still remains
And you're lingering like fingered strings
I seem to call on to feel the pain
On red violins… on red violins