bigpoppanils Posted March 5 Report Share Posted March 5 All the subtle flavors of my lifeare become bitter seedsand poisoned leaveswithout youYou represent what's trueI drain the color from the skyAnd turn bluewithout youThese arms lack a purposeFlapping like a humming-birdI'm nervous 'causeI'm the left eyeyou're the rightWould it not be madness to fightWe come 1In you the song which rights my wrongsIn you the fullness of livingThe power to begin againFrom right now, in youWe come 1I'm unafraidnever never scaredWorries washedpressed airI am the left eyeyou're the rightWould it not be madness to fightWe come 1 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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