emerald fields.

Oct 16, 2013 03:16

Breathe in the night
This cold is a new warm
New color of our eyes
Don't say a word
No promises we need
Inside this chaos we stand still

Forever and ever
On the emerald fields
So many years of run
Sorry, I've pulled the trigger
Once

We've seen the light
Incinerating to the core
New color of our lives
That we both can afford
No deals we need
We've passed our deva-station, dear

lest I forget

thank you.

мысль, ночное, друзья

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