Hello laptop my old friend,
Oct. 28th, 2008 02:15 pmI'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.
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.