Wednesday, 6 February 2013

the darkest night is over

the darkest night is over
but there’s nothing left to see
the castles you once built have
washed out to the sea

the girls you loved
but couldn’t get
are growing moustache
now you could win
all crazy bets
but you have gone too far

the darkest night is over
but there’s nothing left to see
the lakes of burning sorrow
are dry, you cannot drink

the boy you loved
but couldn’t be
is growing moustache
it’s you
and you can walk the sea
and weld all rusty scars

the darkest night is over
but there’s nothing left to see
the turtle sheds it’s cover
and is finally free

the darkest night is over
but there’s nothing left
to see
the time has peeled your cover
and your naked soul is free

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