Sunday 26 October 2008 photo 7/7
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Those who are dead,
Are not dead,
They're just living in my head.
And since I fell,
For that spell,
I am living there as well.
Time is so short
And I'm sure,
There must be something more…
When something is broken and she try to fix it.
Trying to repair it any way she can..
How tides control the sea
And what becomes of me
How little things can slip out of your hand
How often people change
No two remain the same
Why things don't always turn out as you planned
These are things that I don't understand
When I counted up my demons.
So there was one for every day.
with the good ones on my shoulders,
I drove the other ones away.
So if you ever feel neglected,
If you think that all is lost,
I'll be counting up my demons, yeah,
Hoping everything's not lost
My song is love
Love to the loveless shown
And it goes up
You don't have to be alone
Your heavy heart
Is made of stone
And its so hard to see you clearly
You don't have to be on your own
I used to roll the dice
Feel the fear in my enemy's eyes
Listen as the crowd would sing:
"Now the old king is dead! Long live the king!"
One minute I held the key
Next the walls were closed on me
And I discovered that my castles stand
Upon pillars of sand, pillars of sand
Are not dead,
They're just living in my head.
And since I fell,
For that spell,
I am living there as well.
Time is so short
And I'm sure,
There must be something more…
When something is broken and she try to fix it.
Trying to repair it any way she can..
How tides control the sea
And what becomes of me
How little things can slip out of your hand
How often people change
No two remain the same
Why things don't always turn out as you planned
These are things that I don't understand
When I counted up my demons.
So there was one for every day.
with the good ones on my shoulders,
I drove the other ones away.
So if you ever feel neglected,
If you think that all is lost,
I'll be counting up my demons, yeah,
Hoping everything's not lost
My song is love
Love to the loveless shown
And it goes up
You don't have to be alone
Your heavy heart
Is made of stone
And its so hard to see you clearly
You don't have to be on your own
I used to roll the dice
Feel the fear in my enemy's eyes
Listen as the crowd would sing:
"Now the old king is dead! Long live the king!"
One minute I held the key
Next the walls were closed on me
And I discovered that my castles stand
Upon pillars of sand, pillars of sand
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