Wednesday, April 7, 2010

with arms wide open as the sun

what is that i hear?
what is that majestic sound?

tears of miracles and destiny are falling hard on my pillow.

what more is there to fear?
what else can drag me down?

truth as innocent as love can sting worse than the greatest anger.

with arms wide open as the sun
i seek to leap and long to run
you'll catch
we'll fly
oh, oh, oh...
yet-- 
no no no.
not you, nor i
can i handle this majestic sound?
i wont let you know
when you're around
my heart...
pound, pound, pound

you know my heart.
and still...
come down.
you know who I am...





sinner
noun. pécheur(-eresse) m/f


and still...
come down.
and still...
and still...
and still...

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