Riots Of Eighty
The Fountain
At arms length aside usa wisperwaiting for reply as welisten.Regard her voice asambiencethat needn't ask forattention.Slow down oursingingfor what lavender has putus through has died.Her dayswere stolenscreaming still herstruggle disappears at dawn.Bywhat design do you allowyourself to die for us here?Yetwe refuse to speak yourname.Letras de cancionesThis fountain we drinkfromlets a girl behave as thoughshe's unbroken.But breaking asshe begs usher pleas inunison..they dissapear.Asmonuments we'll meet again.Faraway she cries aloneas silentlywe vow to let her go.Tell herwe're sorryTell her we'd tellthe world what she would beifwe'd forgotten what we've seenhere.She was meant to die.
From Letras Mania