"My heart is in my hands My head is in the clouds My feet have left the ground My life is turning around and round And every voice inside my head is telling me to run like mad Oh bows and arrows stars and sunsets Every heartbeat, every kiss just Makes me wonder what all this is Suits of armour Hearts and arrows"
Your photos are my trip! Peace, love, empathy!! Miss you, Momò
grazie cara, ti mando un bacione da Samsun. Postaccio, e come cantavano i Pogues: the waves just wisper misery... scherzo, sono solo un po' stanco e vedo tutto grigio. non vedo l'ora di entrare in Georgia. baci abbondanti, arrivederci M.
Run like mad
ReplyDelete"My heart is in my hands
My head is in the clouds
My feet have left the ground
My life is turning around and round
And every voice inside my head is telling me to run like mad
Oh bows and arrows stars and sunsets
Every heartbeat, every kiss just
Makes me wonder what all this is
Suits of armour Hearts and arrows"
Your photos are my trip!
Peace, love, empathy!! Miss you, Momò
grazie cara, ti mando un bacione da Samsun.
DeletePostaccio, e come cantavano i Pogues:
the waves just wisper misery...
scherzo, sono solo un po' stanco e vedo tutto grigio.
non vedo l'ora di entrare in Georgia.
baci abbondanti,
arrivederci
M.