quarta-feira, 2 de março de 2011

7- dreamscape ~through a caleidoscope~

this mirrors can't take me home.
this pain can't take me home.
this mirrors are always broken.
this pain can't be forgotten.

the grief of the heart became stronger
the tears on my face became heavier
my dreaming awake was in vain
as my dreams vanished in the wind

and I'm not going anywhere

wake me up, take my hand
my breath has slowed down.
leave me here, dropped on the floor
as you run out the door

and I'm not going anywhere.

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