some scrape around for gold, while others will look higher; some dream of being bold, while others never tire. we fear now getting old, the loss of all desire -- but if we'd fight the cold, we must embrace the fire
the fire
some scrape around for gold, while others will look higher; some dream of being bold, while others never tire. we fear now getting old, the loss of all desire -- but if we'd fight the cold, we must embrace the fire
