Mourning
Waiting for a new rain that lead my soul towards
the gates of life have closed the joys of my own
storm clouds above
Stones beneath my frozen feet in a ground so old
dry as your body after the passing of the shore
dead as we know
In the way autumn leaves grow and then crawl
to dress this passage into winter's grave call
six feet under snow
Spread the scent and let him trace the path to me
to follow you into the house of the bitter sweet
heart we've known
Mournings so easy and gone
with sunrises losted before
the time that shined bright the other night
mournings so scarred and mourn
to pay the price of this love
trashed and solitary as so many
By: DarkCapricorn
the gates of life have closed the joys of my own
storm clouds above
Stones beneath my frozen feet in a ground so old
dry as your body after the passing of the shore
dead as we know
In the way autumn leaves grow and then crawl
to dress this passage into winter's grave call
six feet under snow
Spread the scent and let him trace the path to me
to follow you into the house of the bitter sweet
heart we've known
Mournings so easy and gone
with sunrises losted before
the time that shined bright the other night
mournings so scarred and mourn
to pay the price of this love
trashed and solitary as so many
By: DarkCapricorn
posted by Daniel Lemminkäinen at 10/14/2006
2 lágrimas:
« ...as so many»... bem verdade, e nem o temor da aurora ou o alento da luz mudarão isso... mas há mais mundos que o coração.
Love is pain
Love is suicide
Dark kiss
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