Why has everything,
Turned to stone,
I have never,
Felt so alone,
There is a weight over me,
I had it all and now I can't see,
But who will sing a sad lullaby,
For this child who knows he cannot die,
So he sings himself to sleep,
Without a tear, no not a single weep,
There's so many people,
In this room,
Among all the faces,
Mine is alone,
There is a weight over me,
I had it all and now I can't see,
But who will sing a sad lullaby,
For this child who knows he cannot die,
So he sings himself to sleep,
Without a tear, no not a single weep,
With every step I'll take 17 back,
And now the past is the begining,
There's no further I can can go back,
With every step I take 17 back.
Thursday, 8 July 2010
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