lunes, 16 de julio de 2012
In the end
Finally all the monsters went away
Every dark shadow fell into place
There’s no such pleasure
Than watching it all fading away
No heavy weight on my shoulders
No stuck pictures in my head
Present is the perfect landscape
If i need to go somewhere
She was wrong about the past
Nothing last forever if you make it stop
Every drop feels like an ocean
If you dont want to survive
But then again wires and songs saved her
sweet melodies always know how to break her fall
And everytime she hears that song
She realises there’s something to hold on
Nights and clocks, coffee and some drugs
Winter’s just a season, not her living mode
Once you get into her world
You'll see nothing but a storm
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