domingo, 23 de agosto de 2009

"Comes the morning
When I can feel
That there´s nothing
Left to be concealed

Moving on,
A scene surreal
Know my heart will never
Never be far from here

Sure as I´m leaving
Sure as I´m sad
I´ll keep this wisdom
In my flesh

I leave here believing
More than I had
And there´s a reason I´ll be
Reason I´ll be back


I been wounded
I been healed
Now for landing I been
Landing I been cleared"

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