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and when all ends abruptly...


wake me in the morning with a new song


give me a dream, a vision to hold on to


because i've found myself in a foreign land


Give me a name, an identity to live up to


because your knife has cut me, cut me in half 


resurrect the tricks, you magician


wasn't it you who spoke of flying moments?


the lighthouse on the harbor,


your pocket compass point to North


and like a bicker shadow i drink the ink of your route 


with sobs that suffocate me, i yearn to wear this loneliness


i will stand here barenaked painted with your bruises


a falling shooting star above me


waiting for the the dawn


 

Created: Feb 16, 2011

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