“they’ll whisper about what I did / that I stood on a bridge reaching out ‘front of me/ crawled my way up then looked down out to sea/ and I’m unsure about what I saw/ was it beauty? was it darkness?” – So kontemplativ wie …
“they’ll whisper about what I did / that I stood on a bridge reaching out ‘front of me/ crawled my way up then looked down out to sea/ and I’m unsure about what I saw/ was it beauty? was it darkness?” – So kontemplativ wie …