A million parched
Lips cry out in legion.
A million murmurings,
A million cheers,
A million sorrows
Lost in the tortured collective.
And not one knows the freedom
Of pen and paper.
A million parched
Lips cry out in legion.
A million murmurings,
A million cheers,
A million sorrows
Lost in the tortured collective.
And not one knows the freedom
Of pen and paper.
He Who Wanders 