I fall again, will you say goodbye? Will you say goodbye? Yeah I pulled into this town and I'm knocking on your door Before the morning sun sets on my face As
'll be in love again We talked and the moon was bright Your words were glowing as they drifted out of sight But now the change of the seasons sets in
as time fades away Carry on Carry on We are we are Through this window I see sunrise See the storm clouds rising high as we fade away Carry on In the morning
at the break of day They close the earthen door upon his clay The birds are plucking worms from the ground Their feathers gray as mist on a cloudy morn
floating again, we'll be gliding again Stepping, striding as fine as you please Like the real human does, I'll be all that I was On that glorious morn
our iPhone roaming You knew how I did her, n-gga just check her twitter I bet a million she say the rockstar with her Yeah, lets hit Sunset before the sun sets
through Swear by the moon, I'll wait for you Silent treasures, tender blushes Soft surrender to discover Feel the wings we whisper and sigh As the angels
as the hours pass me by Rain is coming down It's just one heartbeat away Watch as the days go by As another sun sets in my eyes As another morning
miles away hasn't heard a word she said But as long as the grass will grow in the cracks of the sidewalks Next to the old lampposts, as long as the
As soon as my eyes shut the slide show begins Yesterday is gone now and panic sets in With a weight upon my chest and a ghost upon my back And the numbing
over an open sea A morning again has risen with silver tears At the shore of a dreadful baltic I touch the stones as the water echoes your name
A silhouette in the twilight sky The daybreak sets on silver seas My name echoes through Crimson hills On the horizon, where seas meet clouds A scenery shimmers beyond reality I glance a world as
believe us Cause the mysteries beyond our reach Are firmly in our grasp Anything is possible In the morning when you wake yourself You wonder what you're doing As
on the fading scrim It was morning before the cheering died Is it too late to tell you that I don't mind? King George in imperial robe and a lazy eye knelt down as
old scars from being shot. And the corset I wear to keep my insides in was hurting. And I did three sets of fifteen pushups and four sets of ten situps
when everything is wrong? No one has the answers when everything is gone. I hate the smell of summer though its late fall. We leaving as the sun sets
the runes are thrown and the ravens fly as a sign of our heathens prevail While the morning breaks through Tenkterian wood while the sun sets the shores
morning sky When the roses turn to bloom not in June But in the bitter cold of December There's not a There's not a joy in this whole world to give There's not a joy As