I 've seen through the hustled crowd my old love...
So many storms there, so many fires...
How can the wound be healed?
how can the thorn be placked out?
Why, oh why we 've found so many reasons?
I will always be here
to guard the things you have thrown away
I don't forgive you you
for all the fires that you have forgotten
I will always be here
no matter how many years have passed
I don't forgive us
We have lost by fear....
On the subway station
a mirage
across the silent crowd
it was lost, that too...
We didnt understand
how much love delays...
We didnt have the time to see
Our end was the start...
I will always be here
to guard the things you have thrown away
I don't forgive you
for all the fires that you have forgotten
I will always be here
no matter how many years have passed
I don't forgive us
We have lost by fear....
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