Acoustic
Acoustic rhythm, singing slow, She’s naked now and she won’t go. The mem’ry’s clear, the window glows With frost, the sun behind it flows It drips, opaque, smoky yellow The […]
Acoustic rhythm, singing slow, She’s naked now and she won’t go. The mem’ry’s clear, the window glows With frost, the sun behind it flows It drips, opaque, smoky yellow The […]