I can hear the breathing

All around me

It’s sound is charming me

Back to my merry-go-round

I surrender to the feeling

Of unchained hearts

As they drift off, further and further

Back to their merry-go-round

Finding my way

and reeling around

Watching the sundown

One day

We will fade away

But we will remember

The sound of our merry-go-round


Apenas uma carcaça vazia movida a engrenagens desconexas, que busca alívio nas palavras vãs de um desabafo doloroso.

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