The Spoons are cool. Your Beard is getting gray. Till now, I never listed to the words of the Southern Cross. Felt like you were singing to me of the Hokulea’s Polynesian Triangle voyage. We started with the SC ion the dark horizon of the pitch dark sky. By the time we got to Papaete it was nearly overhead.
The Spoons are cool. Your Beard is getting gray. Till now, I never listed to the words of the Southern Cross. Felt like you were singing to me of the Hokulea’s Polynesian Triangle voyage. We started with the SC ion the dark horizon of the pitch dark sky. By the time we got to Papaete it was nearly overhead.