Toccando corde infinitamente profonde e sensibili. Sempre. E ancora. Youve made your decision now get up and leave the familiar sting of the woodcutters swing to the tree Ill fall in the forest to elbows and knees and it wont make a sound since theres no-one around here to see I was prepared to love you and never expect anything of you If a spirit has left you baby dont lie to yourself Put them old records on and admit that its gone somewhere elsen And just because Weve been so blamed by nature it doesnt mean you should carry it again Its a question of need-to-know rosary beads in the end I was prepared to love you and never expect anything of you And theres no patron saint of silent restraint Baby there aint no sword in our name just a funeral wake You were the coldest star in the sky Only I couldnt see you, I was blind....
Posted on: Mon, 09 Jun 2014 19:28:27 +0000
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