You know that the fog is here omnipresent. When the diseaser sees no cure. You know that the fog is here omnipresent. When the intents remain obscure. Forevermore Weave us of mist. Fog weaver
I'm a long way from you,. I'm a long way from home. And who cares for the feeling. Of being alone?. The notes and the words. They will always unfold. And I'm left with a manuscript. That will g