But if I still hear you singing in every city I meet, after I blur it all out, our every memory. If you never fade with the days, your shape still haunting me then. Should I not just sing along? I will sing sweetly hope that the notes change but, I do not need it to happen. I’m not resigned to it. And if they never do I’ll sing your name in every line, just like I did throughout this, just like I’ve always done. In every gun, the empty church, and every tortured son. In all those giving up, in all those giving in. Until I die I will sing our names in unison. https://youtube/watch?v=hpKxDh7fvDE
Posted on: Fri, 21 Nov 2014 07:40:14 +0000
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