DESCRIZIONE
I'm talking to the ceiling
I'm dying in this deep silence
You call me, and all my breaths
Everytime I look the sun goes down
Maybe I am an optimist
Maybe I am a pessimist
Maybe I am a realist
And maybe I am…
And now we’re failing each other
When your eyes meet mine, we are living a dream,
This is where our diligence has led
I'm talking to the ceiling
I'm dying in this deep silence
Breathing deeply, walking backwards
Everytime I look the sun goes down
You close your eyes and I kiss your hand
I can hear your voice trembling in the dark
I just can't hold my tears
On a sleeping forest ground,
Last night i dreamed when we said goodbye no one
Else will know these lonely dreams
The never ending nights when you are awake you can keep
So burning your candles
I look for you the sun goes down and I look for you
Maybe I’m an optimist, a pessimist, a realist
Maybe I’m an utopist, a surrealist
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L'articolo Back One Out - Back One Out - Burning Lullaby di Back One Out è apparso su Rockit.it il 2020-04-08 18:35:37
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