الكلمات الأصلية
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Come at dawn
All the burning lights are wasted
Tongue tied now
You can't understand the torture
In the morning of the day
With the cold world brings a fear
Solitude
Hope to hear all is not gone and wasted
Deep and dark underground
Apart from all that's aching
In the seconds near a time
Just a figure in my mind
And a pale cloud passes by
When the mourning doves' on high
I cannot feel all the feelings i might
Out the gate i come undone
How can i feel all these feelings at once
Tempt the bottom feeding love
Wade in the darkest of darkened accounts
Rest and breath in all your last of days
