And the seasons they go 'round and 'round

And the painted ponies go up and down
We're captive on the carousel of time
We can't return we can only look behind
From where we came
And go round and round and round
In the circle game

Roads Less Travelled

A Touch of Grace

 

 

Couleurs nucléaires - savourez le dernier courant de Gentilly 2 ;)