21 Nov 2013

No sound but the wind (self portrait)


We can never go home, we no longer have one
I'll help you carry the load, I'll carry you in my arms
The kiss of the snow, the crescent moon above us
Our blood is cold and we're alone but I'm alone with you

Help me to carry the fire
We will keep it alight together
Help me to carry the fire
It will light our way forever

Editors No sound but the wind

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