Farm Town Blackberry Storm

There is always the same music in my head ....
A song that sounds hauntingly the same things ..
Sweet heart when I entered the silent circle violently and he never stopped playing.
does not have a text but my lullaby colors that create visionary images in my mind.
E 'as black as the sea when it is at the mercy of the wind and makes love to the earth.
E 'as red as blood, blue as the sky, like a garden green and brown as the sand.
E 'lives and feeds on dreams, lives, stories that trace the paths of memory and hope.
E 'pure research of a "nonsense" in my days as defined by the contours.