(I do not know what it is about you that closes and opens;
only something in me understands
the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses)
Nobody, not even the rain, has such small hands.
only something in me understands
the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses)
Nobody, not even the rain, has such small hands.
250,000 multicoloured balls bouncing down the streets of San Francisco
Do you hear Oz's screams? Do you care?
I will destroy everything you worked for Jack.
Including her. Including Alyss.
Including myself.
