Something strange is going on. I can't name it. Is it the ending year or the beginning I'm afraid of? It's raining all the day while I'm sitting on the windowsill and looking out. And standing still while people running in circles.
Something strange is going on. I can't name it. Is it the ending year or the beginning I'm afraid of? It's raining all the day while I'm sitting on the windowsill and looking out. And standing still while people running in circles.
