quinta-feira, 19 de novembro de 2009

Lost Without Knowing

Fallen mirror, shattered glass
Black doubt, uncertain destiny
Left by the shore by unwilling waters
Spoken words, whispered to the void

Nothing seems to fit right
Everything seems so difficult and strange
In vain you struggle
For wanted dreams
Dreams of someone else
Dreams of someone’s life

Hidden in words, hidden in exuberance
You don’t need all of that, but that you don’t know
And it seems that you’ll never learn it

I leave you a blood rose
Blood for the struggle
Rose for the broken dreams
I leave a blood rose.

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