"how could i endure one more sunrise in this cold and unfamiliar place where friends pass by like autumn leaves, only to stay for a season my heart dead to the smallest act of compassion it gave them no reason to break the cycle of the passers-by their actions made trust a failed practice so here i stand on this hill alone, never turning back in hopes that the past will fade" Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.