Were all stars to disappear or die,
I should learn to look at an empty sky
And feel its total dark sublime,
Though this might take me a little time.
E no fim, fica a certeza de que… hm, bem. Estou sozinha.
Um pandemônio.
Were all stars to disappear or die,
I should learn to look at an empty sky
And feel its total dark sublime,
Though this might take me a little time.
E no fim, fica a certeza de que… hm, bem. Estou sozinha.