We
arm-in-arm we wander
searching sights to see
seldom planning anything
whatever will will be
whereabouts are pointless
if we have nowhere to go
moving into time itself
our shadows melt and flow
1991
searching sights to see
seldom planning anything
whatever will will be
whereabouts are pointless
if we have nowhere to go
moving into time itself
our shadows melt and flow
1991
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