quinta-feira, 14 de abril de 2011

in that dream moving slow through the morning time

you would come to me then without answers
lick my wounds and remove my demands for now
eucalyptus and orange trees are blooming
in that dream there's no darkness alluded

sexta-feira, 1 de abril de 2011

used to be

even if we try so hard
we will give pieces of our heart
its always good to see you again
even if its coming to an end