It aches - to see the past and lovely life
To know that it will never pass me by
That distant place is just too far away
The world is not quite funny in that way
The bonfire's bright to lure the flies
You're like a devil in a bad disguise
I keep recieving all this strength to live my day
But later you would crush it all away
Things are born to go away at certain line
No matter how you try to keep them by your side
The clouds will burn in agony of rain
Perhaps one day that'll drive us all insane
Insane
© Copyright: Даниэль Шкляр, 2009
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