lunes, junio 14, 2010

As the bells chimed

The day is dying again,
The rain falls on my head,
The blues run through my veins,
It helps me forget.

She stepped closer to the sun,
Her heart beat one last time,
Her mind was undone,
As she heard the bells chime,

And so it was,
That she flew away
She took a bus
And left on a summer day
She packed her things,
In the summertime,
She spread her wings,
And left as the bells chimed

I promised her the stars,
Though she always came second,
To my guitar,
But now she's gone,
So I'll keep moving,
I'll soldier on,
Though all the while I hear the wind crying her name.

She leaped closer to the moon,
She stood and stared as we all passed her by,
A razor blade cut her balloon,
She didn't have any more tears left inside her to cry

And so it was,
That she flew away
She took a bus 
And left on a summer day
She packed her things,
In the summertime,
She spreaded her wings,
And left as the bells chimed

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