mardi, février 09, 2010

La Suisse

Something is found

Something is lost
Went looking for clues in the streets of old New York
And I spilled someone's blood
I broke someone's heart again
someone you know
you're looking at him, my friend

And the people in our lives
We all leave behind
Leave behind

Here we are, in the darkest place
To keep from forgetting I picture your face
And i wonder
While we count the cost
Which is sweeter;
Love or its loss

Vampire heart, Tom Mcrae.

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