Through The Trees - Low Shoulder ♪
All alone in an empty roomNothing left but the memories of when I had my best frIendI don't know how we ended up hereI don't know but it's never been so clearWe made a mistake, dear.And I see the broken glass in front of meI see your shadow hangIng over meAnd your face, I can see...Through the treesI wIll find you;I wIll heal the ruins left inside youCuz I'm stIll here breathing now...I'm still here breathing now...I'm still here breathIng now...UntIl I'm set free.Go quiet through the treesI remember how we used to talkAbout the places we would go when we were offAnd all that we were gonna find.And I remember our seeds growAnd how you cried when you sawThe first leaves show.The love was pouring from your eyes.So can you seeThe branches hanging over me?Can you seeThe love you left inside of me?In my faceCan you see?...Cuz you're not coming backAnd you're not coming backNo-oo... No-oo... NoYou're not coming back...You're not coming back...Take my breath as your ownTake my eyes to guide you homeCuz I'm still here breathing now...I'ms till here breathing now...I'm still here breathing now...And I'm still here...
TRÊS LIÇÕES DE VIDA:
1. Ninguém vai vê-la.
2. Ninguém vai dizer nada.
3. Ninguém vai te salvar.
Eu sei o que as histórias de "Era uma vez" dizem, mas elas mentem.
Isso é o que as histórias são, você sabe. Mentiras.
Olhe para isso, quatro lições de vida. Agora você me deve.
( Trecho do livro "Living Dead Girl" - Elizabeth Scott )
