Whatever magic there was has broken, the romantic whispering of nostalgia has gone with the night, and the cold, clean air of an empty room has woken us today. Bright and hard and clear. Today there is no warmth to spare. Keep up.
Whatever magic there was has broken, the romantic whispering of nostalgia has gone with the night, and the cold, clean air of an empty room has woken us today. Bright and hard and clear. Today there is no warmth to spare. Keep up.