For that which lies in my darkest words
When angel's cry as grieved tortured birds
Lie close to me, take me in your flight
Hold me, hold me, oh ever so tight
Let this day fall between my fingers
Take a moment to beautifully linger
In deepness my despair will save
Your broken heart before the grave
But what is day without the night
Do tell me for whom you'd shine your light
If you had not once left me so
Just let things be without the flow
Of tendency when rain does fall
My life for you, please take it all
I lie in the dear sweet echo of
Life that dared to forget me, love
So let me hear you'll not deny
The reason that I so often cry
I've learned of pain I had begotten
To die alone, easily forgotten
Lie close to me, take me in your flight
Hold me, hold me, oh ever so tight
Let this day fall between my fingers
Take a moment to beautifully linger
In deepness my despair will save
Your broken heart before the grave
But what is day without the night
Do tell me for whom you'd shine your light
If you had not once left me so
Just let things be without the flow
Of tendency when rain does fall
My life for you, please take it all
I lie in the dear sweet echo of
Life that dared to forget me, love
So let me hear you'll not deny
The reason that I so often cry
I've learned of pain I had begotten
To die alone, easily forgotten
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