i’m hanging upside down from the sky. the clouds are at my feet. i want to see you again, but my arms will never reach. and if you could spare a glance, perhaps you could cure my mind of all these demons and misfits.
i’m hanging upside down from the sky. the clouds are at my feet. i want to see you again, but my arms will never reach. and if you could spare a glance, perhaps you could cure my mind of all these demons and misfits.