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15-09-2006 06:49
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So I wait for this dying day to bring me a piece, a piece of yesterday
And I long to keep walking straight
And I find myself somewhere indiscrete
And I hate all the passing shadows
Like an army they march
Set their goals on my lights
Take away the pain, all that is real
Leave me five feet deep, bring me up the string.
Pull the chords and make me gone, tigers dont cry
And I wait for the walls, for the scent, for the wind
Such a rush in my eyes, you despise
And I lean back and see,
Cloud of cancer brings
The words with the wind and the tears with the rain
All the smiles that took me five feet deep.
Hold me close push me away
Bring the colour back to my face
Suck me dry, share your blood
Make these scarlet moments pass
Watch me far in the cell
Calling you
Breaking bones, Swallowed cries,
Empty pain, shattered eyes.
I can hope, I can dream
I can hear my own scream
Wish I may, Wish I might
Can you bring me back my mind?
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