The Man From Nowhere

“See the nowhere crowd cry the nowhere tears of honour  Like twisted vines that grow  Hide and swallow mansions whole…” — James Hetfield, The Memory Remains He came from nowhere and he didn’t know where he was headed. He seemed lost, confused, a paper boat caught in a hurricane, with turmoil eroding the last traces

For The One Who Blooms In Autumn…

And for the one who’s related to the Daffodils. This song is for you.