Struggle in the Night , by Craney
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Early morning waking up
Finding soon the rest until tomorrow
Days are passing by so fast
Overshadow with the sorrow
Saying words but better nothing
Silent scream of pain is in the air
And the weakness of the soul and body
And the ramble of a big despair
Golden leaves are falling on the ground
Swirled and carried far away
All those precious sceneries and that lovely sound
Wouldn’t give me craving for today
All the same the trees and rocks and clouds
And I am running on my feet in rain
Searching for someone to find me
And then thrown mercilessly away
All of us be blessed to give and to be given
And the words are harder than the stone
I will sleep again and I will find you
Somewhere where nobody ever come
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Posted: 2008-07-30 22:13:58 UTC |
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