I was wondering why the songs almost always prefer the acoustic versions, at least when I'm home and the afternoon is already stretched into the evening, when I'm awake, which are six in the morning or evening, when I go back driving my car night at home.
There are days that do not exist because they do not have the time right, today was the white light this morning and his agitation of nocturnal dreams that are simply thoughts that evitano.Ora is the soft light of evening and the separation that divides them is in sleep and in those thoughts a little more tame, although I know they're always there.
Neil Young-Hey Hey My My
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