sexta-feira, maio 12, 2006

Narrow daylight
entered my room
Shining hours were brief
Winter is over
Summer is near
Are we stronger
than we believe?
I walked through halls of reputation
Among the infamous too
As the camera clings to the common thread
Beyond all vanity
Into a gaze to shoot you through
Is the kindness we count upon
Hidden in everyone?
I stepped out in a sunlit grove
Although deep down I wished it would rain
Washing away all the sadness and tears
That will never fall so heavily again
Is the kindness we count upon
Is hidden in everyone
I stood there in the salt spray air
Felt wind sweeping over my face
I ran up through the rocks to the old Wooden cross
It's a place where I can find some peace
Narrow daylight
entered my room
Shining hours were brief
Winter is over
Summer is near
Are we stronger than we believe?

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