You make everything feel half-alive You make everything long for the light You make everything feel half-alright In me
When death comes a’knocking on doors When my heart knows its been here before In the house where the windows are boarded up with fear When the moonlight is burning my eyes And the only way out is too bright When the worthiness of living life is far from dear
You make all of me feel half-alright Enough to see hope through the night That the bitterness leaves with the sunlight’s growing near
You make everything feel half-alive You make everything long for the light You make everything feel half-alright In me
How do I walk into freedom with my limbs asleep? How do I move through the finite, to eternal things? How does my heart long for home that I’ve never seen? How do I see past the veil of this body?Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
