I
The light in your eyes
Is something that's hard to deal with,
I know you are right,
You look for insatiable feelings.
II
The sadness of yours
Is solemn like all invitations,
The sorrow that hurts
Is a basis for these new inventions.
Chorus:
Weather
Treasures
Love immeasured
We have sadness
In our weary
Atmospheric
Thoughts
All the ways it hurts...
III
The numbness of limbs
Is something that keeps us together,
A new sort of scenes
We touch with emotional feathers.
Maryna Tchianova ©
*For one of Ukrainian alternative rock bands
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The numbness of our limbs
© Copyright: Марина Чиянова, 2022
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