sábado, 18 de fevereiro de 2006

Ninguém...


Found a way to rid myself clean of pain
And the fever that's been haunting me
Has gone way

Looking through my window
I seem to recognize
All the people passing by
But I am alone
And far from home
And nobody knows me

Never heard me say goodbye
Never shall I speak to anyone again
All days are in darkness
And i'm biding my time
Once I am sure of my task I will rise again

"Hours of Wealth", Mikael Äkerfeldt
Imagem por Opeth

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