Casualties
Violins And Old Books
I used to sit here
and wait for the good things to pass
Before I could even grasp
I used to sit here
and remember I was dead till she laughed
A different kind of death
I know that my gloom rejoices you
Now that I faced the fact that you belong to a dream
And I was always sleeping when you cried
I was always sad when you were high
Regrets and losses that I sip
Of all these memories that I keep
You are the pretty one
Building bridges over seas
Of broken dreams and casualties
That I left on my run
I´m so tired
Better days are coming, love
Better days are coming, love
Better days, better days...
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