hours before...
months of crescent changes are
made of crying angels
abandoned feelings never part as
if embroided on my heart
open eyes, close your dreams
and chase away imagined fears
don't you think we're just lost
in illusions of our thoughts
let them die in clear mind
greet embrace of healing time
let it win let me stay
in the hope of dying day
tears are dawns we met
together in one bed
i look on ceiling where i see
the neverending memory
moment's come chance has died
i live with faith i still can find
i caress your cherished hands
for last time that never ends
but i can't let you go
to the mist of darkened snow
let it lose let me stay
in the hope of dying day
open eyes, close your dreams
and chase away imagined fears
don't you think we're just lost
in illusions of our thoughts
let them die in clear mind
greet embrace of healing time
let it win let me stay
in the hope of dying day
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