This is also a text for one of my songs. It´s about the process of letting the tears come. Imagine a soft *pling*pling* for a moment, played with the lightest of notes on the guittar.. Meant to sound like drops falling against a calm puddle..Can u hear i
Down they fall
those trueborn tears
Bending and streching upon the cheek
But how do they come through,
speaking those woeful melodies
as you cry?
Hear the eagle roar above your head
it screams in sympathy!
Making scraches in the sky,until it bleeds
Trying to reach into you
As you cry
letting the waves run down your back
And you still try to hide
but those drops seem to lose control
falling off the edge
falling off the edge
Strangling your throat as they burst
and you can heardly breath
But let them fall
Let them humble your soul
for its ocean will clean each piece of you
As you cry
letting the waves run down your back
And you still try to hide
but those drops seem to lose control
falling off the edge
falling off the edge
Poetry by Almaz
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Written on 2006-11-01 at 01:36
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Falling off the Edge
Down they fall
those trueborn tears
Bending and streching upon the cheek
But how do they come through,
speaking those woeful melodies
as you cry?
Hear the eagle roar above your head
it screams in sympathy!
Making scraches in the sky,until it bleeds
Trying to reach into you
As you cry
letting the waves run down your back
And you still try to hide
but those drops seem to lose control
falling off the edge
falling off the edge
Strangling your throat as they burst
and you can heardly breath
But let them fall
Let them humble your soul
for its ocean will clean each piece of you
As you cry
letting the waves run down your back
And you still try to hide
but those drops seem to lose control
falling off the edge
falling off the edge
Poetry by Almaz
Read 918 times
Written on 2006-11-01 at 01:36
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