Thursday, March 6, 2008

Not everything you touch can burn.

If you are listening tonight,
tell me this is only the beginning.
If your here with me tonight,
please give me a sign.
Cause I've never felt so alone,
and my words appear like smoke.

Fading under bright lights,
lost in costume, lost am i tonight.
Thought you were by my side,
now i grasp for anything,
and i can clutch and wont slip away.

Is this is the end?
dance till we've got nothing left.
we march side by side.
Walking shadows,
we will shout,
till everyone hears our words.
till our lungs give out,
we wont stop.

we wont stop,
give me your best fight,
so bring on the brightest of lights,
no we wont give up.

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