Então as cores se apagaram e meus dias
ficaram tristes e preocupantes.
Não sei se o sorriso ainda é verdadeiro ou se
as lágrimas fazem algum sentido e diferença.
She was the sun
Shining upon
The tomb of your hopes and dreams so frail
He was the moon
Painting you
With it's glow so vulnerable and pale
Love's the funeral of hearts
And ode for cruelty
When angels cry blood
On flowers of evil in bloom
The funeral of hearts
And a plea for mercy
When love is a gun
Separating me from you
She was the wind, carrying in
All the troubles and fears you've for years tried to forget
He was the fire, restless and wild
And you were like a moth to that flame...
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