-There'll be a beautiful girl crying in your bed
the clock will say 'tick'
but she will never leave you-

(it was just a dream)


his words were like a grave
whispered 'see me'
this time I gave my heart
touched the cloudy sky

(the rain began again)


I was not someone 'dark'
like a winter light
was he thinking the same thing?
the question came out into the bloody night

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