Hei hopsti
Seems that I've been held in some dreaming state
A tourist in the waking world, never quite awake
...
Felt it in my fists, in my feet, in the hollows of my eyelids
Shaking through my skull, through my spine and down through my ribs
No more dreaming of the dead as if death itself was undone
No more calling like a crow for a boy, for a body in the garden
No more dreaming like a girl so in love, so in love
No more dreaming like a girl so in love with the wrong world
Seems that I've been held in some dreaming state
A tourist in the waking world, never quite awake
...
Felt it in my fists, in my feet, in the hollows of my eyelids
Shaking through my skull, through my spine and down through my ribs
No more dreaming of the dead as if death itself was undone
No more calling like a crow for a boy, for a body in the garden
No more dreaming like a girl so in love, so in love
No more dreaming like a girl so in love with the wrong world
Täna pol viitsimist suurt midagi kirjutada
Veel vähemalt
Võib-olla hiljem
Seni paari öö tagust muusikat
emo :D
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