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    Cirrha Niva

    Framed

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    Добавлена 13 мая 2013 пользователем Миша

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    Lifeless in a matching frame with a smile for all to see
    The remembrance of those better days is like yesterday to me
    Hold that thought and re-live the day
    Don't blink or it will fade away
    And when it does it won't return to embrace my days of sorrow
    Away from the spell in my mind
    from the corner of the room
    I watch me find myself
    In tears and trying to hide from the fiends and finds
    and the evil that men do...
    What once was bright and colorful turned slowly into sepia
    Strange thing that used to fill the spaces of my memory.
    Side by side, I'm looking out
    Two different angles share one doubt
    Forever share the company in secret desperation
    Always thought my eyes had sight
    the only thing that I was right about
    Now it seems my left was right
    my sense of smell, my evening fright
    was timed was timed
    Soundtrack of my life, soundtrack of my life
    is played in front of me....'till I'm dead
    Through the iris diaphragm to become my friend for later
    Anxiously I'm waiting now with some kind of fascination
    Looking out, focussing.
    To catch the feelings from within
    I'll watch the world moving on and remain in isolation
    Behind the glass a cloudless sky and a sun that shines forever
    The silent scene captures me and makes me sad so sad
    Away from the spell in my mind
    from the corner of the room
    I watch me find myself
    In tears and trying to hide from the fiends and finds
    and the evil that men do...
    Always thought my eyes had sight
    the only thing that I was right about
    Now it seems my left was right
    my sense of smell, my evening fright
    was timed was timed
    Soundtrack of my life, soundtrack of my life
    is played in front of me....till I'm dead
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