domenica 2 marzo 2014

PALMER


The night was all you had
You ran into the night from all you had
Found yourself a path upon the ground
You ran into the night; you can’t be found
But
This is your heart
Can you feel it? Can you feel it?
Pumps through your veins
Can you feel it? Can you feel it?
Summer evening breezes blew
Drawing voices deep from you
Lead by your beating heart
What a year and what a night
What terrifying final sights
Put out your beating heart

-Laura Palmer, Bastille



  




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