Nedelle
Ex-Preist
you told me martyrs sufferthe infinite and clearthe rest of us for want ofsomething to hold nearhe hoped for a miracleto take it all awayto feel like i doif only for a daypicture a heart like an apple cartmarching faithfully never has to haltand when it does it will be because he ran out of loveand when it does it will be because he ran out of lovesee the snowcaps trappedbeneath the chins of great buildingsprotecting them from nothingand holding nothing ini wish the weather would come inside and keep me companyfog grey thicker storm clouds these memoriespicture a heart like an apple cartmarching faithfully never has to haltand when it does it will be because he ran out of loveand when it does it will be because he ran out of love
From Letras Mania