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Untitled (Time)
Contributed by
silver_crested_shadow
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Wednesday, 22nd November 2006 @ 10:40:05 PM in AEST
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I find myself riddled with guilt, Every single day seems like eternity. The old clock tower shall ring its bell, when its time to return home. I fooled myself throughout the years, The truth tastes like a bitter wine.
The snow falls, the flowers still bloom. The leaves, they will fall, the sun will rise again.
I hide myself in the shadows of the light, Theres no escaping whats to come. In the distance the angels gather, Soaring down to take me home.
The snow falls, the flowers still bloom. The leaves, they will fall, the sun will rise again.
The snow falls, the flowers still bloom. The leaves, they will fall, the sun will rise again.
(Break)
The sound of the piano rings in my ears, With each note played feels like a piercing needle. With all of my courage, its still not enough, Yet throughout the night I still play on.
The snow falls, the flowers still bloom. The leaves, they will fall, the sun will rise again.
The snow falls, the flowers still bloom. The leaves, they will fall, the sun will rise again.
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Re: Untitled (Time)
(User Rating: 1 ) by shelby on
Sunday, 24th December 2006 @ 12:00:56 AM AEST (User
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I am glad I stopped in and took the time to read a few more, you are good at this! Talented indeed.
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