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Why scream - we can't return the past.
And only hope just desperately glimmers
That everything will be forgotten, no need to scream at last.
The storm will fade and so will severe cold
With sudden touch it's covering my flesh
I feel so bad, we better stay apart
So I will find the one who'll make me feel - the past won't last.
Insults are gone - so many I can't count -
They waved at me and said their last goodbyes.
I wish them pheasant journey
And I forgive and leave them all behind.
And promises are gone along with hopes
And I thank god they don't belong with me.
Their silly clothes fell down on the grass
Such tired wind will wash in them white furry.
Resentful child, the wind, will wound,
It bleeds by touching naked bodies.
And all I've seen then underneath their clothes
Just clear shapes and deadly worldwide silence.
I guess I'm grateful that I've met you in my life.
You know that saying that the ones will come
To give pervasive love, to give their faithfulness,
The others give you lessons and pain to overcome.
So we could break all thesises, stop being naive,
They hurt us bad, don't let us see thue passion.
And you can go, I'm letting you leave
So you can teach some poor soul all your lessons.
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