come home

Standing by a broken tree, his hands are all twisted
He's pointing at me, I was damned by the light comin'
Over all as he spoke with a voice that disrupted the sky.
he said "Walk on over to this bit of shade,
I will wrap you in my arms and hold you safe"

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Postat av: Daniella

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2009-04-01 @ 20:09:46

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