Dignity in suffering
The blackstones
Don't fail me now my friend I've come in from the storm...
If you put your camera down you'll see just who I am
I miss the taste of your mouth, I miss my home
When you are gone...
and you are gone
And you are…
Don't make it better with words like we both know you can...
for once I'd like to breathe it in until my days are done
It's the kind of violence that I used to feel when I was a child...
And you were gone...
and you are gone
And you are…
I stare into the sun, until my eyes go blind
I wake in a thousand pieces searching for your light
If you put your camera down you'll see just who I am
I miss the taste of your mouth, I miss my home
When you are gone...
and you are gone
And you are…
Don't make it better with words like we both know you can...
for once I'd like to breathe it in until my days are done
It's the kind of violence that I used to feel when I was a child...
And you were gone...
and you are gone
And you are…
I stare into the sun, until my eyes go blind
I wake in a thousand pieces searching for your light
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