Tuesday, December 30, 2008

I´m alone in this world

Lonely streets fill up with people
But to me those streets
Are still empty
This city has changed
The magic is gone

Spirit of this place has died
And my apartment,
Which I once called "home",
Isn´t a place I can live in
Cause my home is where my heart is

These streats became strange to me
I´m lost in here

Everything is washed white
Blew far away
Except sorrow from my soul

Rain washes clours off me
And my red blood turns concrete-grey

1 comment:

  1. Yay I really liked the ending:
    "Rain washes clours off me
    And my red blood turns concrete-grey"
    Sounds so deep :) Well done!

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