THE STARS THEMSELVES...
'THE LIGHTHOUSE TREE' It weighs heavy on the heart, Rides along, listen... A sweet tempo of a song.. treenka, treenka, treenka...... How do you describe the twingling of guitar? Hard to say... But it carries an image, Paints it on the canvas of the mind.. treenka, treenka.. Take this mental brush,... Sign in to see full entry.