All Beliefs are Welcome Here!
Sway... sway to the lapses of waves
Pushing and pulling, my soul does crave
Sensations only passing through the ears
Playing on through the sweet rustic years
Sweet symphony of the crying guitars
Moving from places, distant, so far...
Yet I move like they do, slow and fast
Not one thing can break this spell thats been cast
Caresses of a sweet, tugging voice
Leaving me void of any other choice
But to give in, and dance with the strings
Added by Kat on December 16, 2007 at 4:02pm — No Comments