Из альбома: Passive Soul

I was dying, but then you came,
You cried my name, and I breathed again,
I lay certain that my best day,

Had been filed away - you ruined everything...

Happily unhappy, resigned to be,
Happily unhappy debris,

There is nothing to quash the fear,
To keep me here anymore,
I look daily for just one sign,
That things are fine,
But I think too much all the time,

You must see that it's not your fault,
To live by default and not design,
Life can merely be bravely borne,
If you are born into the wrong frame (Or at all...)

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