domingo, 13 de junho de 2010

I remember

Wind knocks my door,
and I try to ignore.
But all the sounds
they lead me to a nightmare
and in nightmares we cry.

I try to stop crying
but crying is my last safe place.
In a world of devils and ghosts
I forget I can pray

You were real enough for me.

"There's no magic in this life,
just lies and dreams. I hate"
Our dreams can't come true
and we cry when we fall

I try to stop crying
but crying is last safe place.
In a world of happiness
I forget I can wake.

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