Fall Of Minerva - Ask The River | Текст песни

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The smell of ink on this sheet of paper reminds me the scent of your dyed hair around my neck.
I can recall the cracking leaves we used to step on that fall walking by night, while I hold these
memories tight to my chest.
I feel like I’m lying on a bed made of stone, wrapped in flames,
burning from the inside, pushing me down and making it so hard for me to breathe.
While the wind blows and waves relentlessly crash on the shores of my mind, the memory of the timeless conversation we shared without saying a word, it hits me;
Our eyes, meeting and seeing everything, that ended up not looking, not recognising each other.
Your eyes, I’ll never have on me again as the song played on, you would listen to it, crying hard, but silently, on my shoulder, while your love flowed away with your tears.
The little girl you used to be is still trying to plant those seeds along the river bank, digging among the hard stones, in front of the silent, high wall we built between us day by day, day by day.
We’re trying to plant those seeds in front of the silent, high wall we built between us day by day
we built between us day by day
we built between us day by day.


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