And you run and you run to catch up with the sun but it's sinking Racing around to come up behind you again The sun is the same in a relative way, but you're older Shorter of breath and one day closer to death
And you run and you run to catch up with the sun but it's sinking Racing around to come up behind you again The sun is the same in a relative way, but you're older Shorter of breath and one day closer to death
No problem. Errors and ommissions are good! I made one today about a band's gig date and was rewarded by an e-mail from a really cool ax-lass in the band! Made my night - w00t!