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Like threads and stings
Like threads and stings
We will be remembering
Then too we`ll strike
the ringing strings
The future brings the pastly things
Like threads and stings
Like threads and stings
We will be remembering
Then too we`ll strike
the ringing strings
Come on put your hand in mine
Come lets cling
this silver line
Come on let our love unfold
come lets walk
this street of gold
BRIDGE
Come now let us start this dance
There`s no risk inside this circumstance
Past this line nothing's stopped to grow and
no limit watched over by someone who knows
what we know
The future brings the pastly things
Like threads and stings
Like threads and stings
We will be remembering
Then too we`ll strike
the ringing strings
The future brings the pastly things
Like threads and stings
Like threads and stings
We will be remembering
Then too we`ll strike
the ringing strings
Come on set this fire free
Dont need to catch it
We`ll let it be
As smoke will rise and dust will land
We`ll twist and turn
Nothing`s lost if burned
Tomorrow is a breath of winds
That twirls and twins
That drives and spinns
Yesterday cant change tomorrow
Life for us
We cannot borrow
BRIDGE
Come now let us start this dance
There`s no risk inside this circumstance
Past this line nothing has stopped to grow and
no limit claims to know what we know
The future brings the pastly things
Like threads and stings
Like threads and stings
We will be remembering
Then too we`ll strike
the ringing strings
The future brings the pastly things
Like threads and stings
Like threads and stings
We will be remembering
Then too we`ll strike
the ringing strings
Come now let us start this dance
As free as trust
is at first glance
( silence )
Poetry by MeisI
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Written on 2006-07-25 at 10:27
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The Future Brings The Pastly Things
The future brings the pastly thingsLike threads and stings
Like threads and stings
We will be remembering
Then too we`ll strike
the ringing strings
The future brings the pastly things
Like threads and stings
Like threads and stings
We will be remembering
Then too we`ll strike
the ringing strings
Come on put your hand in mine
Come lets cling
this silver line
Come on let our love unfold
come lets walk
this street of gold
BRIDGE
Come now let us start this dance
There`s no risk inside this circumstance
Past this line nothing's stopped to grow and
no limit watched over by someone who knows
what we know
The future brings the pastly things
Like threads and stings
Like threads and stings
We will be remembering
Then too we`ll strike
the ringing strings
The future brings the pastly things
Like threads and stings
Like threads and stings
We will be remembering
Then too we`ll strike
the ringing strings
Come on set this fire free
Dont need to catch it
We`ll let it be
As smoke will rise and dust will land
We`ll twist and turn
Nothing`s lost if burned
Tomorrow is a breath of winds
That twirls and twins
That drives and spinns
Yesterday cant change tomorrow
Life for us
We cannot borrow
BRIDGE
Come now let us start this dance
There`s no risk inside this circumstance
Past this line nothing has stopped to grow and
no limit claims to know what we know
The future brings the pastly things
Like threads and stings
Like threads and stings
We will be remembering
Then too we`ll strike
the ringing strings
The future brings the pastly things
Like threads and stings
Like threads and stings
We will be remembering
Then too we`ll strike
the ringing strings
Come now let us start this dance
As free as trust
is at first glance
( silence )
Poetry by MeisI
Read 807 times
Written on 2006-07-25 at 10:27
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