I wrote a letter to darkness, my friend
Scrambled letters I wish I would never have sent
As the years pass by
He will always be by my side
To the very end
I wrote an anthem to life, my celebration
Some tunes I’ll never write again
As the hours went by
Out of chord I sang
It became my obsession
There something hidden behind the power lines
A darkened sound I’ve never heard
Please send me to hell
I play the part of the innocent this time
This haven is nothing but my own
I’ll try to pretend I’m doing well
tisdag, juni 09, 2009
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