And streetlight doesn't shine
And calendars all lie
And even if you want to
tell me something
don't be shy.
Though every sound deceives,
the silence scares more.
When at the height of pleasure
glass of wine drops on a floor.
And office is pitch black,
And bullet's in a gun.
So quiet, that I hear
Subway train go
Underground.
The soldiers on the streets
And darkness on my sheets
And after many years
All my phones give
steady beats.
Somewhere door will shut
And power lines will floor.
Hello,
We'll keep the happiness alive
forever more.
Hello,
We'll keep the happiness alive
forever more.
Romance - Splin
© Copyright: Jentos, 2006
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