TRANSFER OF TRAGEDY. A SUNSET CHILL. I WOULD FIGHT THE RISING TIDE IF THATS WHAT COMES TO BE. AS A ROCK THAT THEY WEIGH THE ANGELS DOWN WITH, I LIVE FOR THE DAYS WHEN WE LIVED BY OUR FRIENDS.
TRANSFER OF TRAGEDY. A SUNSET CHILL. I WOULD FIGHT THE RISING TIDE IF THATS WHAT COMES TO BE. AS A ROCK THAT THEY WEIGH THE ANGELS DOWN WITH, I LIVE FOR THE DAYS WHEN WE LIVED BY OUR FRIENDS.
