Album: Birthplace
Be it at your best
It’s still our nest
Unknown a better place
Narrow your breath
From every guess
I’ve drawn my birthplace
Oh, I don’t need a friend
I won’t let it in again
Be at my best
And I fall, obsessed in all its memory
Dove out to our death, to be undressed
A love, in birth and reverie
I don’t want a friend
I won’t let it in again
I don’t need a friend
I won’t let it in again
Here, at my best
It’s all at rest
And I found a better place