13 acessos
I'd walk away
If I could move my feet
In your parade
The long March
through April's open heart
May tear these legs apart
but still I pray
that I am broken
and my empty lungs are filled
with the ocean
where the waterfall
of hopeful hearts will spill
you'll dance until you die
"at least we dance,"
she said
"at least we've tried."
I lead
Laughing through the streets
A celebration of defeat
(We tumble off the edge into the sea)