She can't remember a time when she felt needed
If love was red then she was colour blind All her friends they've been tried for treason And crimes that were never defined She's saying, "Love is like a barren place, And reaching out for human faith is Is like a journey I just don't have a map for .. Savage Garden To the Moon and Back No angels, no evils. No blood falls on empty hands
All choices, all actions, come back to us where we stand Up off your knees, there is freedom from bondage Nothing needs worship to be Eyes to the sky, I look into the stars and the stars they look back into me Rising, falling My last breath is calling me back from the edge I am faithless Falling, rising Now realizing I'll not pass this way again Tyketto Faithless |
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December 2020
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