dum de doo
13 years ago
one-one was a racehorse
two-two was one, too.
when one-one won one race,
two-two won one too
two-two was one, too.
when one-one won one race,
two-two won one too
Hello darkness, my old friend
I've come to talk with you again
Because a vision softly creeping
Left its seeds while I was sleeping
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of silence
hmm yeah, pretty much sums up how i feel...
I've come to talk with you again
Because a vision softly creeping
Left its seeds while I was sleeping
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of silence
hmm yeah, pretty much sums up how i feel...
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