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Sad Eyes
04:31
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I used to imagine that peace was real,
Wasn't that such a silly idea?
Oh I,
Was so scared of the truth
I'd often sit alone at night,
Wanting everything to be alright,
But I knew deep inside,
That it would never be.
Oooh
What I think the greatest tragedy is,
That all my best moments are memories,
And there's nothing I can do,
To turn back time.
Why do good things never last?
Why does my joy only exist in the past?
I feel like my whole life,
Was just a dream.
I have always wanted,
What I thought,
Was a simple thing.
And I have always tried,
To see the life,
In my sad eyes.
If you had only taken my hand,
We could've traveled to a distant land,
Far away,
From this cold world.
But now I am freezing to death,
I can hardly feel my breath,
I'm so tired of wandering
Ooh
I have always wanted,
What I thought,
Was a simple thing.
And I have always tried,
To see a light,
In my sad eyes,
That's burning out.
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Two Petals
05:16
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She used to dance beneath the moonlight,
The wind blowing in her hair,
But now she weeps by her bedside,
She sits alone in despair
He used to sing in the sunlight,
A smile on his fair face,
But now he stands alone at might-night,
Waiting for her ghost to appear
La la la la la
She hasn't eaten in days now,
He smokes away his lungs,
All because of a lie,
But i guess that's what the world has become
She walked alone to the subway,
He somehow staggered his way,
She saw his face in the moonlight,
He saw the wind blow through her hair
La la la la la
Their worlds were one in that moment,
He smiled the first time in years,
She grabbed his hand and they were dancing,
Together they danced away the year
Her last dance was in the moonlight,
The next day he sang his final song,
And then they fell beneath the blue sky,
They lay side by side all day long
La la la la la
Two petals drifting in the wind,
One fell on the palm of his hand,
The other landed in her hair,
No longer did they float in the wind,
Oh no longer did they float in the wind
La la la la la
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3. |
Widow
03:54
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Everyone loathes the cry of a widow,
Calling out for company,
And everyone loathes the sigh of a widow,
Reminding them of the pain they feel.
And everyone inside is a widow,
Robbed of all their dignity,
And some try and hide that they are a widow,
Masking their faces with smiles so sweet.
Oooh
Some take pride in their side that's a widow,
Playing games of hide and seek,
You never know they might show you their widow,
Craving attention so desperately.
Will you show me your heart?
Will you bear me your widow?
So mine can feel needed by comforting you,
In a long time from now I might show you my widow,
And we can trade places in this game we all lose.
Oooh
They say everyone loathes the cry of a widow,
But maybe some of us are wanting to hear.
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