segunda-feira, 21 de maio de 2012

Though my eyes could see I still was a blind man ...I hear the voices when I'm dreamin', I can hear them say


Carry on my wayward son,

there'll be peace when you are done


Lay your weary head to rest


Don't you cry no more...


             


Carry On My Wayward Son -Kansas


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