Silver emblem. Thin, long candles. Sing along, return. Over you, remember. Been in love and been alone. The words don't come out right. In love and in life, the words don't come out right. Universe, indoor window. In bloom candles are ever injured. They yearn for the eternal, ever evil. Ever you burn. The words don't come out right. Feel love, ever, the words don't come out right. Ever you feel alone. Feel alone.
dimanche 27 janvier 2013
Feel Alone
Silver emblem. Thin, long candles. Sing along, return. Over you, remember. Been in love and been alone. The words don't come out right. In love and in life, the words don't come out right. Universe, indoor window. In bloom candles are ever injured. They yearn for the eternal, ever evil. Ever you burn. The words don't come out right. Feel love, ever, the words don't come out right. Ever you feel alone. Feel alone.
