Writing little stories that I tell myself
It will all be well
Restless, cold and wordless
Are you sorry?
Or just heartless
Honey we can't look back
Drawing my line in the sand
Honey some things are like that
Cutting so deep but find no end
...Break...
Bravest, Oh my Raven
Flying fearlessly through the night and day
Reading on my ceiling
What I'm needing
Words are fleeting
Honey we can't look back
Drawing my line in the sand
Honey some things are like that
Cutting so deep but find no end...
...Instrumental...
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