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“We lie awake in our battlefields, One chance to prove ourselves, We will prevail, Our will to live is powerful and our strength will never fade away, To the weak who try to stop us, You don't have the strength, So save your breath, Stand your ground when our hate has been concealed I'll carry it to the grave now that fate is revealed, Hold your head up high, Cause tomorrow you may die, Cause there's no one safe around here, Stand your ground, Til you're the last one in town. Keeps on glowing, And the winds of change will keep on blowing”- Cant.Stop.Wont.Stop.

Sunday, October 10, 2010

Paint a picture with my hands +
















Sunday morning rain is falling


Steal some covers share some skin


Clouds are shrouding us in moments unforgettable


You twist to fit the mold that I am in


But things just get so crazy living life gets hard to do


And I would gladly hit the road get up and go if I knew


That someday it would bring me back to you


That someday it would bring me back to you

That may be all I need

In darkness she is all I see

Come and rest your bones with me

Driving slow on sunday morning

And I never want to leave

Fingers trace your every outline

Paint a picture with my hands


Back and forth we sway like branches in a storm


Change the weather still together when it ends

That may be all I need

In darkness she is all I see

Come and rest your bones with me

Driving slow on sunday morning

And I never want to leave

But things just get so crazy living life gets hard to do


Sunday morning rain is falling and I’m calling out to you


Singing someday it’ll bring me back to you


Find a way to bring myself home to you

And you may not know

That may be all I need

In darkness she is all I see

Come and rest your bones with me

And I never want to leave


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