Thursday, May 11, 2006

I can feel it when you touch me
So soft inside...
Slippin away down golden gravel.
What have you done?
What would I be without the shadows...

Soft cold, so cool...
Inside the shadows,
Melting the stone.
A heart so alone.

Never let go, that creepin feelin..
Windin a home,
Through gloom and stone...
What have you done?
The stone cannot be melted.

Cry tears of joy...
My god it hurts to be alive.
Ah this pain, so fresh and alive.


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