searching for a heart
beating for two
twin souls
intertwined in an etarnal symbiosis
don`t kill the light
in the midst of day
a dead mans poetry once said
now chanted out over endless fields
in the darkness of her night
her heart spelled beauty
when he walked into the room
when he left
the room was no more
this is where they both came
to catch a good wibe
and this is where they both`ll come to die
a dead mans poetry has no secrets
the words have nowhere to hide
hiding behind a dying sun
crying her heartshaped tears
soaking the ground
ending in a river
running into the ocean
she, herself sprang out from
crying her heartshaped tears
soaking the ground
crying her heartshaped tears
behind a dying sun
hiding behind a dying sun
crying her heartshaped tears
soaking the ground
ending in a river
running into the ocean
she, herself sprang out from
crying her heartshaped tears
soaking the ground
crying her heartshaped tears
behind a dying sun
