“Not to die but to be re-born.”
More from Jimi Hendrix
“Well my arrows are made of desire.”
“Back in the saloon my tears mix and mildew with my drink.”
“I see fingers, hands and shades of faces.”
“I swear the moon turned a fire red.”
“Not to die but to be re-born.”
“Well my arrows are made of desire.”
“Back in the saloon my tears mix and mildew with my drink.”
“I see fingers, hands and shades of faces.”
“I swear the moon turned a fire red.”