"Cold pain
I cannot sustain it
That's what I'm thinking
Not what I'm drinking
I hold up my ways
These thoughts are pervasive
It's not a statement
But peace can be evasive"
I cannot sustain it
That's what I'm thinking
Not what I'm drinking
I hold up my ways
These thoughts are pervasive
It's not a statement
But peace can be evasive"
começa a ser impossivel exprimir seja o que for que o Chet não tenha já feito nas mais certas palavras. talvez agora me cale para sempre.