Won't lose
She's calling, her words, she's lying and it ain't right
We're falling, the birds are flying and soon we'll might
Make our way through the day, we will pass this test
We don't play, let's just say what we do is for the best
The night is silent, no voice, constant sorrow is what we feel
One sight, one way, no choice, tomorrow might be the day we'll heal
That lonely tree is all we see, the image in my head it grows
We feel so free, doesn't matter that we on the inside have froze
Come close to me and read my mind, take your time, let it float
Give me an answer, what did you find, write down a line on a note
We won't be fooled by the poor no more, for we are already sore
No need for tools to fight a war or nor any lore to open your door
We're hollow, cry ourselves to sleep, emptyness makes its sounds
Still I follow further into the deep, dark, less pleasant grounds
I choose my way, and the price I pay will be worth the return
I won't lose, even though I'm fray, still hurts, but I'll learn
Åsa Eliasson 2007-04-08
We're falling, the birds are flying and soon we'll might
Make our way through the day, we will pass this test
We don't play, let's just say what we do is for the best
The night is silent, no voice, constant sorrow is what we feel
One sight, one way, no choice, tomorrow might be the day we'll heal
That lonely tree is all we see, the image in my head it grows
We feel so free, doesn't matter that we on the inside have froze
Come close to me and read my mind, take your time, let it float
Give me an answer, what did you find, write down a line on a note
We won't be fooled by the poor no more, for we are already sore
No need for tools to fight a war or nor any lore to open your door
We're hollow, cry ourselves to sleep, emptyness makes its sounds
Still I follow further into the deep, dark, less pleasant grounds
I choose my way, and the price I pay will be worth the return
I won't lose, even though I'm fray, still hurts, but I'll learn
Åsa Eliasson 2007-04-08
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