Sunrise, streaks of gold.
Sweet melody ringing.
The mind is not clouded, the Scorpion sting clears the smoke from the sky.
Only thing left is to keep alive.
Love Will Keep Us Alive.
Posted by Posted by Posted by Posted by Posted by Posted by
Sunrise, streaks of gold.
Sweet melody ringing.
The mind is not clouded, the Scorpion sting clears the smoke from the sky.
Only thing left is to keep alive.
The Jones Group 