Not alone
You're not alone
War- Poets of the fall
Do you remember standing on a broken field
White crippled wings beating the sky
The harbingers of war with their nature revealed
And our chances flowing by
If I can let the memory heal
I will remember you with me on that field
When I thought that I fought this war alone
You were there by my side on the frontline
When I thought that I fought without a cause
You gave me a reason to try
Turn the page I need to see something new
For now my innocence is torn
We cannot linger on this stunted view
Like rabid dogs of war
I will let the memory heal
I will remember you with me on that field
When I thought that I fought this war alone
You were there by my side on the frontline
And we fought to believe the impossible
When I thought that I fought this war alone
We were one with our destinies entwined
When I thought that I fought without a cause
You gave me the reason why
With no-one wearing their real face
It's a whiteout of emotion
And I've only got my brittle bones to break the fall
When the love in letters fade
It's like moving in slow motion
And we're already too late if we arrive at all
White crippled wings beating the sky
The harbingers of war with their nature revealed
And our chances flowing by
If I can let the memory heal
I will remember you with me on that field
When I thought that I fought this war alone
You were there by my side on the frontline
When I thought that I fought without a cause
You gave me a reason to try
Turn the page I need to see something new
For now my innocence is torn
We cannot linger on this stunted view
Like rabid dogs of war
I will let the memory heal
I will remember you with me on that field
When I thought that I fought this war alone
You were there by my side on the frontline
And we fought to believe the impossible
When I thought that I fought this war alone
We were one with our destinies entwined
When I thought that I fought without a cause
You gave me the reason why
With no-one wearing their real face
It's a whiteout of emotion
And I've only got my brittle bones to break the fall
When the love in letters fade
It's like moving in slow motion
And we're already too late if we arrive at all
sunnuntai 6. helmikuuta 2011
Good day :)
Oli ihan sairaan kiva viikonloppu, sen huipentuma oli ehkä launtai ilta jolloin olin jovilla. Me jovin pojat järjestimme tytöille oman nuorten illan. Kaikkein parasta siinä illassa oli nähdä kuinka jotkut tytöt olivat purskahtaa itkuun. Tuli hassu olo siitä, sellainen tärkee ja ylpeä olo. Muuten koko loppu viikon loppu menikin pelatessa isäpuolella patarissa. Nyt vaan pitäis saada itseään niskasta kiinni ja mennä ostamaan lukio kirjoja. Ei kyll millää jaksais. Tulee ikävä meijän luokkaa </3 onneksi ei oo kuin yksi jakso jonka joutuu kestämään ilman.
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