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All my hopes and all of my dreams
everything falling in between
seems to me that the memories
(they) mean more to you than they do to me.
through the sky and into your eyes.
and i see everything falling in between
sew the lips right into your smile.
iand'm ok with faking this,
iand'll fake everything just to slip your kiss.
if iand'm a writer, and iand'm a poet, i might love you,
but never show it
you should forget me, this is a long tour,
and iand'll be back but, not in time for...
if all we speak is rational thought
everyday i pray for the sadness.
(my) eyes are black, my throat full of sickness
the words i write, are cheap and trite,
but theyand're drawn on the back of your door
surrounded by, numbers that,
remind of the ones before
all my hopes and all of my dreams
everything falling in between
seems to me that the memories
(they) mean more to you than they do to me.
through the sky and into your eyes.
and i see everything falling in between
sew the lips right into your smile.
iand'm ok with faking this,
iand'll fake everything just to slip your kiss.
the words i write, are cheap and trite,
but theyand're drawn on the back of your door
surrounded by, numbers that,
remind of the ones before
my lips are cold.
the truth is told
From Autumn To Ashes
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All my hopes and all of my dreams
everything falling in between
seems to me that the memories
(they) mean more to you than they do to me.
through the sky and into your eyes.
and i see everything falling in between
sew the lips right into your smile.
iand'm ok with faking this,
iand'll fake everything just to slip your kiss.
if iand'm a writer, and iand'm a poet, i might love you,
but never show it
you should forget me, this is a long tour,
and iand'll be back but, not in time for...
if all we speak is rational thought
everyday i pray for the sadness.
(my) eyes are black, my throat full of sickness
the words i write, are cheap and trite,
but theyand're drawn on the back of your door
surrounded by, numbers that,
remind of the ones before
all my hopes and all of my dreams
everything falling in between
seems to me that the memories
(they) mean more to you than they do to me.
through the sky and into your eyes.
and i see everything falling in between
sew the lips right into your smile.
iand'm ok with faking this,
iand'll fake everything just to slip your kiss.
the words i write, are cheap and trite,
but theyand're drawn on the back of your door
surrounded by, numbers that,
remind of the ones before
my lips are cold.
the truth is told