Last night the sky's turned purple and. Past lives in light tunnels. Light tunnels. . In the back of a town car, staring at myself in a tux. Maneuvering through the people out front.
Last night the sky's turned purple and. Past lives in light tunnels. Light tunnels. . In the back of a town car, staring at myself in a tux. Maneuvering through the people out front.