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Entradas en Monday 23rd March 2009
When I was wandering in the desert and was searching for the truth . I heard a choir of angels calling out my name. I had the feeling that my life would never be the same again I turned my face towards the barren sun. And I know, of the pain, that you feel the same as me. And I dream, of the rain, as it falls upon the leaves. And the cracks, in our lives, like a cracks upon the ground. They are sealed, and are now, washed away. You tell me we can start the rain. You tell me that we all can change. You tell me we can find something to wash the tears away. You tell me we can start the rain. You tell me that we all can change. You tell me we can find something to wash the tears. And I know, of the pain, that you feel the same as me. And I dream, of the rain, as it falls upon the leaves. And the cracks, in the ground, like the cracks are in our lives. They are sealed, and are now, far away. You tell me we can start the rain. You tell me that we all can change. You tell me we can find something to wash the tears away. You tell me we can start the rain. You tell me that we all can change. You tell me we can find something to wash the tears. You tell me we can start the rain. You tell me that we all can change. You tell me we can find something to wash the tears away. You tell me we can start the rain. You tell me that we all can change. You tell me we can find something to wash the tears. And I know, of the pain, that you feel the same as me. And I dream, of the rain, as it falls upon the leaves. And the cracks, in the ground, like the cracks are in our lives. They are sealed, and are now, far away.
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Mar 23 2009, 07:13 AM