Опубликовано: 25 мая 2014 г. Waking up next to guilt reality of a life we built Wake me up wash me clean away from this day to day routine
Words that teach visions of dreams that speak Words of love from your mother words of strength from your father You listen and you learn but still your actions don't agree
The energy of sixty plus sixty collide freezing in time a bubble where angels sing And back to the fold the fold they bring a mother an angel Poisonous vines inner twined up through her rib cage slowly pulling her down But look at her now isn't she so tall and so pretty The energy of sixty plus sixty collide freezing in time a bubble where angels sing And back to the fold they fold they bring a mother an angel A father and his son Jackson abandoned like to cut severed Achilles tendons.