still life
Autumn Awaits
The unyielding heat of summer may seem never-ending, but you may rest easy for autumn awaits.
While My Guitar Gently Weeps
I look at you all, see the love there that’s sleeping. While my guitar gently weeps.
The unyielding heat of summer may seem never-ending, but you may rest easy for autumn awaits.
I look at you all, see the love there that’s sleeping. While my guitar gently weeps.