segunda-feira, dezembro 27, 2004

reap the wild wind

take my hand, take my hand

A finger points to show a scene
Another face where mine had been
Another footstep where I once walked
Take it all.

You take my hand and give me your friendship
I'll take my time and send you my slow reply
Give me an inch and I'll make the best of it
Take all you want and leave all the rest to die

Reap the wild wind.

A footprint haunts an empty floor
A fading coat that I once wore
Oh, desolation where I once lived
I have seen in times gone by
I have felt a different shadow on the wall,
A stranglehold on a certain feeling

Reap the wild wind


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