The years have passed
The moments flown by
Yet I still find myself here
starting to cry

The трава neatly trimmed
and the tombstone shines
Flowers' scents intoxicating
mixed with that of the pines

Dirt and mud disappeared
from your resting place
Finally I may Kiss the ground
without having a mess of my face

There are other survivors
traveling this lonely road
Trying to Переместить on
is as painful as letting go

My сердце goes out to those
missing someone right now
Sometimes it's too hard living
When we forget how

But we share this common bond
Me and you
We keep catching and releasing
Not taking the same chances we used to

Different are the circumstances
but the results remain the same
Death showed a higher hand
and won the biggest pot in the game

But we must share with each other
We must not sink below the sorrow или the guilt
We must not reach ground zero
Else our lives won't be rebuilt

CARNIVAL
OF
RUST

do Ты breathe the name
of your saviour in your час of need
and taste the blame
if the flavour should remind Ты of greed
of implication, insinuation and ill will
till' Ты cannot lie still
in all this turmoil
before red cape and foil
come closing in for a kill

come feed the rain
’cause i'm thirsty for your Любовь
dancing underneath the skies of lust
yeah, feed the rain
’cause without your Любовь my life
ain't nothing but this carnival of rust

it's all a game, avoiding failure
when true Цвета will bleed
all in the name of misbehaviour
and the things we don't need
i lust for after no disaster can touch
touch us anymore
and еще than ever
i hope to never fall, where enough
is not the same it was before

don't walk away, don't walk away
when the world is burning
don't walk away, don't walk away
when my сердце is yearning

I awake
Morning sunshine across my face
I reach up to rub the sand from my eyes
Not real sand, oh no, oh no
Sand from the sandman
I remember last night when he came
Came dancing, dancing, around, and around
Tossing his magic sleep-sand into those which see
Eye’s become dry
Eyelids droop to moisten themselves
It is useless
They must close
Now I sit awake
Rubbing the sand from my eyes
Not real sand, oh no, oh no
Sand from the sandman
He will come again tonight
Come dancing, dancing, around, and around
Tossing magic sleep-sand into those which see
Eyes will become dry
Eyelids will droop to moisten themselves
It is useless
They must close


by Emily Rose

MUSIC

by: Charles Baudelaire

Музыка doth подъем, поднятие me like a sea
Towards my planet pale,
Then through dark fogs или heaven's infinity
I lift my wandering sail.

With breast advanced, drinking the winds that flee,
And through the cordage wail,
I mount the hurrying waves night hides from me
Beneath her sombre veil.

I feel the tremblings of all passions known
To ships before the breeze;
Cradled by gentle winds, или tempest-blown

I pass the abysmal seas
That are, when calm, the mirror level and fair
Of my despair!