February 2010
wrote a song about war, the kind that lives in your head. I found a place I can sit, a place where everyday light hits. Like the palm of your hand when you're reaching for something that's balled up i
wrote a song about war, the kind that lives in your head. I found a place I can sit, a place where everyday light hits. Like the palm of your hand when you're reaching for something that's balled up i