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21.01.2009, 15:34 | #1 |
strangers
I know better
How to get there Where you sleep Without second thought Where you steal Without getting caught I know the place Without distinguish race I can show you What to do To follow all the people Who went there? I know better I died that’s how I know I went wherefrom comes snow You fear all of this I can tell, but I’m near You’re excited besides You just don’t know yet It very well hides Where no one will get You seriously want to see me Again, you also fear to lose the key You search for a way Preferable without blood, Or water so grey And when no one is listening When no one else watches With tearful eyes, light glistening You will do it to follow, to die, and to sleep But something is here that keeps You earthbound and shaking still You’re not ready to kill And only to prove There is something Against which you always loose It happens It takes you Your life Your gratitude Now, now That’s how To come Where you’re always gone Where you never shone And you rarely find a bone Where pianos sound And love is found Where you wait To really relate To things again Where you wait In awful pain |
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