Из альбома: Varshons

Tears fall in slivers,
You broke my shades,
The light too bright,

Let me bury my heart.

Filter emotions of greens,
Cowardice gives blue,
A restricted view,
Let me open my heart.

I have a fleeting love,
Scorching when it lands,
Fragile,
Needing precious hands,
Fragile.

You eat my energy,
Give me more rope,
Nail in the wall,
Let me hang my heart.

I have a fleeting love,
Scorching when it lands,
Fragile,
Needing precious hands,
Fragile.

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