I put my boots back on
Brought them down from the
Throw your wishes at a stone
Whenever feeling it
What has an
Free enough to see what's going on in there
A man
The world's broken when i'm not here, and if we
For the one my window hides in its view... -
How many paths must a man walk down until you
Yes i can't deny the worn out and truthful, if
"To get out of smell of mould, to get back
A wretched man one will grow to be
While someone's heart
Empty frames, Withered leaves and a broken window
"18 years have
Snowing wherever you go
Seen in the red light of sunset
Tell
Now the devil is old and diseased
In the very heart
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