sábado, 3 de marzo de 2007

martin sheen or JFK.

Here it is
One more glass for these broken hands
Goes down for you

I've fallen in
I sink then swallow
I never meant
To see this through

All the days since i've landed
I lost the way to find my truth
To float away and leave me stranded
What's left to say?
I'll look for you

I could sleep
But when i wake you'd still be gone
And you're my air
I could breathe
If you would stay here another song
And i could stay

I'm taking 'em all
I'm taking 'em all back for good
To a place where i know that i'm safe
There i can fall
There i can fall where i should
In this bottle with all my mistakes



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