The city's a flood
And our love turns to rust
We're beaten and blown by the wind
Trampled into dust
I'll show you a place
High on the desert plain
Where the streets have no name🎶
“When I drew nigh the nameless city I knew it was accursed.”
#wherethestreetshavenoname #wanderingjune @Cinfhen @BarbaraBB
CBee And I‘m totally singing this now ♥️♥️♥️ 6y
Cinfhen Love U2 6y
BarbaraBB Your book fits the prompt perfectly! 6y
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