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In August

Olle Burefors

I fear the blackened thoughts in your eyes
So come through, with the moons between us dripping from your red cheeks
Calm in your blond hair
It's gold in the dark air with eyes of an angel
That I try so to remember
But it's like grasping for the snow
As it's falling to the ground
And all that I know...

... are these pills that I'm on,
And I'm nodding off to sounds of rushing streets
These pills that I'm on,
And I'm nodding off to what I think's your breath

I'm drifting in the bed you made in may.
I'm still cold, I pretend to hold your aching head to mine
Hand's on your hip,
Moving up to your neck and your...

Eyes that sleeps to end the summer
Miss the feeling of eachother,
As the night weeps cold in august
Are you mine?

Winter is come alone
And it cries so cold in the wind outside your room
Now wolves linger in the snow,
Trails of blood taints the ground around your stone
So I sit down through the storm, feed the fur with the last
Of our love
I said winter is come alone

With the eyes of an angel
That I try so to remember
But it's like grasping for the snow
As it's falling to the ground
And all that I know...
It's all that I know

Composição: Olle Burefors





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