Friday 2 May 2008 photo 5/5
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Like a baby, stillborn,
like a beast with his horn
I have torn everyone who reached out for me.
But I swear by this song
and by all that I have done wrong
I will make it all up to thee.
Like a bird on the wire,
like a drunk in a midnight choir
I have tried in my way to be free.
Annons