Chaos in the world around,
Torn pieces of song and calm,
And still we leave to return, perhaps,
With a Neverland in the palm.
Torn pieces of song and calm,
And still we leave to return, perhaps,
With a Neverland in the palm.
It's a hot summer night on Carter Road. There are some couples who're getting to know each other as they stroll past a tepid, shim...
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