The Cryan’ Shames
The Cryan’ Shames
The Cryan’ Shames
The Cryan’ Shames
The Cryan’ Shames
The Cryan’ Shames
The Cryan’ Shames
The Cryan’ Shames
Inside out, how I feel
Far and near, can't be real
Pink and blue, seem alright
Colors bind, all up tight
Here or gone, nothing done
Nothing saved, frozen sun