Paroles de Rust

Must make distance fast Before that tender touch Makes my joints rust Adored soul please know That I have to break the mould I have to go alone Inside to outside To rise above Rise above Into Finding love Thumb out heading north And sometimes I don't know Just why this path I chose But I'm compelled I need To have myself to hold To let that man unfold And habit is darkening me How sweet be this tragedy Indulging morbid flow And refuting all I know It's easy to be weak But in the end the curse Is to forsake tomorrow's riches You know Scarlet O'Hara?