SaraJuliet:
What?
SaraJuliet:
Hiding well
SaraJuliet:
Painted hippy
SaraJuliet:
Are we there yet?
SaraJuliet:
In the age of decadence and experience
SaraJuliet:
don't ever tell me how I'm meant to be
SaraJuliet:
tied to the wind
SaraJuliet:
smoke signals
SaraJuliet:
tomorrow comes to take me away