sexta-feira, 11 de outubro de 2013

Sirens


Let me catch my breath to breathe then reach across the bend

I could take your hand, and feel your breath
For feel that someday this will be over
I pull you close, so much to lose

Knowing that, nothing last forever
I didn’t care, before you were here
A distant laughter, with the ever after
 
Every choice, mistake I made, is not my planWant you to know, that should I go, 
I always loved you, held you high above too

When by the graves, by which we live our lives with death over our shoulders
Want you to know, that should I go, I always loved you, held you high above too

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