Skip to main content

dancing by the fire


It was burning smell.
It was burned thoughts.
Memory gets burned. Memory smells. I hear a raindrop. The darkness deepens.

Comments

Popular posts from this blog

music 043 electronic minor music sketch

Born to run

Standin' on the corner

Will to freedom



Born to Run

Sweet Jane
Rock'n Roll


Yeah, it's alright.

music 036 ambient fantasy