Из альбома: My Fair February Notable Shimmer & Grin
There was a moment that I doubted the turn.
Is it something you wanted or something you learned?
If fear is the motive, you're not really concerned.
I can't. I won't. I don't. I do forgive you.
Suffers the fighter the pain of regret.
But tougher still simply to live and forget.
If it's the last chance we'll ever get,
Then I bent; I broke. I choked. I couldn't save you.
Indifference could drown
even your most holy and profound revelations.
With this light be crowned, lest your brightest beacon flicker out.
Dancer in moonlight, renew your repose.
You always seemed doubtful that anyone knows.
The value of what lay just under your clothes.
This pen, these walls, last fall.
Oh, go away then.
What of your trigger if not to destroy?
What of your anger if not for a boy?
What of your voice when you're so timid and coy?
I heard your words before you even said them.
And Emi, don't you see?
She could never spin this world for me.
Promises are feared more than believed.
I can see the sunrise as she leaves.