autarkeia - Cold Wooden Floors | Текст песни

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• Cold Wooden Floors

I couldn’t say it - just couldn’t let you hear it
you needed it
I had something you needed
the silence coming from my side was a knife
slashing right through our handmade quilts and crocheted blankets
and every night
you took it, waiting, year after year, with silence
I couldn’t say it when you needed it
we were in it together
sometimes on cold wooden floors
after tip-toe-ing in, unnoticed
together, we did it
and I couldn’t let myself open up
now, its too late
we’re grown now and I cant mend anything
back together
it’s too late
I was silent too long

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