I wanna rise and go now, and go to endless free, and a small cabin built there, of clay and swallow-made and I shall have some peace there for peace comes drop in slow, drop in from the vales of morning, to where the cricket sings ~ Million Dollar Baby
Every piece of these are made bull shit, they call this war: a cloud over the land; but they made the weateher then they stand in the rain and say "shit its raining" ~ Cold Mountain >>
Sometimes people live outside of our world We confide them best....... But once you do.. confide....share with someone.......... They are no longer really outsider, are they? >