Ha...
My laughter is dormant dreams
Sleeping toys
My morning is your palms
Caressing warmth
BäĖḖĀĈios į farä¯ feet on the road
I'll look for you in my palms
It's hard to stand the darkness
It's been covering me for a long time
Time is sinking somewhere
Flying by spaces
Lai.. la lai la la
Ha...
I have envelopes from letters in my hand
You send them to me
At night I hear screams< br/>I know, it's you
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