the watery light that mirrors in your desirable eyes
the way you move your lips
while talking to somebody else
i move a little closer just to hear what you say
you speak of loneliness but here's a soul adoring you
it's a wounded heart
it breaks in two
and in it's pain
it sings for you
it's a wounded heart
that feels afraid
moves closer still
fulfills its fate
your freedom's poverty that you do not recognize
the way you stalk the night
while talking to somebody else
i move a little closer just to know who you are
a slightly glowing ember i'm the breeze igniting you
your smile incredibly sweet
that's what i cannot bear
i seek the friendly water
anything to sooth my desire
you're moving out of my night
and there will be no dawn
all that could have been
remains with me internally lost
(Closer still)









Brief! Leuk!
Maar bevalt het je wel weer om terug te zijn? Ik zou volgens mij niet meer terugwillen (puur landschappelijk enzo gezien natuurlijk).
Met mij is alles verder prima... al ben ik het placebo forum (als dat nog als zodanig bestaat) wel helemaal uit het oog verloren.
Zit je nogsteeds in Ierland?
Mooie foto's hoor!
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