Between My Country — and the Others —
There is a Sea —
But Flowers — negotiate between us —
As Ministry.
Between My Country — and the Others —
There is a Sea —
But Flowers — negotiate between us —
As Ministry.
Between My Country — and the Others —
There is a Sea —
But Flowers — negotiate between us —
As Ministry.
Peace is a fiction of our Faith —
The Bells a Winter Night
Bearing the Neighbor out of Sound
That never did alight.
Peace is a fiction of our Faith —
The Bells a Winter Night
Bearing the Neighbor out of Sound
That never did alight.
Peace is a fiction of our Faith —
The Bells a Winter Night
Bearing the Neighbor out of Sound
That never did alight.
Peace is a fiction of our Faith —
The Bells a Winter Night
Bearing the Neighbor out of Sound
That never did alight.