Born without a country
The waves on the hold, a lullaby
A child, born of the waves
offspring of the sea
child of the waves
born between two worlds
Blood, Tears, Swansong, Oceanborn.
Four words that have found a lingering home in my concousness over the last couple of days
I find myself kinda wanting to start a review of Jodee James' Two Shores. Although I don't yet have a full opinion of the whole CD yet. I also want to do other things as well.
Don't really know... don't really know