10 janvier 2010

This is the end

This story's old, but it goes
On and on until we disappear
Calm me and let me taste the
Salt you breathed while you were underneath
I am the one who haunts your
Dreams of mountains sunk below the sea
I spoke the words but never
Gave a thought to what they all could mean
I know that this is what you want
A funeral keeps both of us apart
You know that you are not alone
I need you like water in my lungs

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