..and I have one more Porselain song
Doesnt anyone know anything about this profound Band?
I have no name. I have no form. I have no home. I will take your hand with these ethereal fingers. I will call your name with this soundless voice.
Can a heart that isnt supposed to exist break down and cry?
That kind of storm that gaze of flames unless I save you I wont be able to hold back the tears.
No name. No words. Even the name of this feeling is no longer visible to me.
Ive come across a thousand years. With a sadness that never ends. Eternal. Into an abyss darker than night.
"In that voice lies the trace of someone who no longer exists.
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Shallow
Turn the page again
Within the book that has no end
It illustrates so far
The white writer
Takes a song
I feel a little too real
Can we survive, with no one at the wheel
I feel no patience anymore
Wheres the answer to what life is for
Paint the sky red
Just like it read
Become a memory
You will live forever
Take a rest now and youll see
Dream of things, that no one would believe
I feel a little sad
On how the world has turned its back
On things that used to be
So sacred, so well believed
Paint the sky red
Just like it read
Become a memory
You will live forever
Well, good luck
With this
And I hope for yourself,
That you get what you want
And everything that you need
Dont look back, with regret
In hopes that you will forget
Dont you think, dont you play
Paint the sky red
Just like it read
Become a memory
You will live forever
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