| I woke up with your voice | |
| I can't see your face | |
| through the door you entered by | |
| when you say you're not here | |
| when you say you won't hear | |
| laying down on the beach of youth | |
| you should know all the hate | |
| in the nights we escaped by | |
| all the love and revenge | |
| lands below passing by | |
| trashing all the locks and chains | |
| you should know what I know | |
| it's a struggle to let you go | |
| outside the rain | |
| in the morning glow, filling roads | |
| something flows around melting pain | |
| always here when it starts to rain | |
| it's hard to say | |
| the sacrifice | |
| the open windows on the spring air | |
| but silence here has found it's way to stay | |
| the sound of your voice | |
| your face, flowers and sun | |
| I still see your lips moving air | |
| but I'm not here and you're not there | |
| it's hard to say | |
| the sacrifice | |
| the open windows on the spring air | |
| but silence here has found it's way to stay | |
| the sound of your voice | |
| your face, flowers and sun | |
| I still see your lips moving, | |
| I still hear your silence and noise |
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