Voices carry out past the neon lights...
Poem: Ray of Light
When the first ray of light...
Poem: Carve/Drift
Carve your name, where it hurts the most....
Poem: Yesterday’s Dreams
Yesterday's dreams were supposed to be real today...
Voices carry out past the neon lights...
When the first ray of light...
Carve your name, where it hurts the most....
Yesterday's dreams were supposed to be real today...