lunes, 3 de mayo de 2010

Talking about water

Our thirst was too much
That we didn´t measure ourselves when we wear it down
The pain we caused was so big
That the coet that explode in the moon don´t even surprise me
You are the preciousest thing we had in between our hands
And however we let you go without saying goodbye
Water… forgive us (x2)

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