giovedì 1 marzo 2012

To forgive and forget myself


Ten miles I've walked today
Along the shore
I saw your ghost again
The seasoning and the birds gather to go
And I laid down on the top of a cliff
Confessed my sins into the wind

Good Lord, what a beautiful day
For untravelling, unravelling this heavy heart away
To forgive and forget myself
And my enemies
My bruises washed away

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