Tears are plenty, but my eyes are dry.
They follow me, but I've lost my way.
I tempt tomorrow with a kiss,
Hoping to provoke some promise.
But the water comes up to my lips and my hearts last beats fade out.
Everything's calm in the black.
I'm weightless, a feather in time,
I float just right.
They follow me, but I've lost my way.
I tempt tomorrow with a kiss,
Hoping to provoke some promise.
But the water comes up to my lips and my hearts last beats fade out.
Everything's calm in the black.
I'm weightless, a feather in time,
I float just right.
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