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I'm a writer of a language that's both beautiful and tragic translating on the page every letter's an admission sentence bringing to fruition things i just can't speak would this be more poetic from a broken man kneeling down in his own ashes shaven head and faithless questions a life spent writing filling books with empty pages? we were made for simpler days let them begin why is every sunrise that i see not bringing life, but evidence of me i'm clinging to the night to bring me that that sanctuary from my past i've been waiting for the world to fall asleep i've been waiting for the world to fall asleep so hush so hush your mouth this is me escaping into darkness i built up these walls and now i am hoping you would climb them Letras de cancionesfrom heart to hand from pen to page oh there's a message there in hiding read between these lines see the fragments of my meaning oh i'm fighting it's a battle for identity we were made for simpler days let them begin why is every sunrise that i see not bringing life but evidence of me i'm clinging to the night to bring me that that sanctuary from my past i've been waiting for the world to fall asleep i've been waiting for the world to fall asleep as evening horizon meets the sun truth and fiction become one day dreams and night dreams all the same lost in red fire serenades i've been waiting for the world to fall asleep i've been waiting for the world to fall asleep where did they go, those simple days... did they go? those simple days of innocence that we had when i knew your voice and i felt so strong but i'm holding on, you're holding on why is every sunrise that i see not bringing life but evidence of me i'm clinging to the night to bring me that that sanctuary from my past i been waiting for the world to fall asleep i been waiting for the world to fall asleep so hush so hush your mouth From Letras Mania