Nobody grows old merely by living a number of years. We grow old by deserting our ideals. Years may wrinkle the skin, but to give up enthusiasm wrinkles the soul.
Running thru Da Monsoon
Beyond Da World
Where Da Rain Wont Hurt
Fightin Da Storm
Into Da blue
n'' When I Lose Myself I Think Of You
Together we''ll be runnin Sumwhere New Thru Da Monsoon
FULLSTOP IS NOT AN END
''COZ WE CAN WRITE A NEW
SENTENCE AFTER IT. SAME WAY
IN LIFE FAILURE IS NOT THE
REAL END BUT IT IS THE
BEGINING OF NEW SUCCESS..
