| she haunts me in dreams
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| I see her silhouette dance across landscapes of golden
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| light and autumn
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| …in my dreams…
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| her soft eyes see through my tortured soul
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| vanishing any hope for fantasy
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| the thing I’d give, to prove myself to her, to make her see…
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| jaded eyes awake as her selfish words rain from such placid lips
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| still I kiss her silken flesh
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| frigid air leaves me breathless
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| foolish agony fills my lungs as I try to scream for her
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| I confess… I scare myself
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| through the howling wind, on my knees, I cry
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| …listen to me…
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| I’m broken by her silence to a love unseen
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| blood soaked feathers rained down
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| my wingless angel so broken falls gracefully from the sky
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| to waiting arms… to waiting arms…
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| frigid air leaves me breathless
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| foolish agony fills my lungs as I try to scream for her
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| I confess… I scare myself
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| through the howling wind, on my knees, I cry
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| …listen to me…
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| such foolish agony fills my lungs as I try to scream for her
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| jaded eyes wake to the sounds of my voice as I scream to her
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| in dreams I’ve seen her silhouette dance across golden light
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| and autumn… in my dreams… |