when the closed eyes could see more than the simple view of the organic way...
when the heavy body could feel even more than the burning skin...
when the lost essence tooke away the pain and sorrow of thousands of nonsense words...
when that could happen...
our heaven could be just another dream...
because at this moment our heaven's not enough.
Mexico City
Mexico
when the heavy body could feel even more than the burning skin...
when the lost essence tooke away the pain and sorrow of thousands of nonsense words...
when that could happen...
our heaven could be just another dream...
because at this moment our heaven's not enough.
(sorry for the grammar)