Treasure Island

Amanda Larsen

(1995 / Sweden)

Until The Music Dies

My soul dripping away...
Drop by dropp the dirty floor is filled
Life fading as the breaths get short
A happy thought
A dream
Fear and hope as one
Then panic
My bounding heart
A slow reaction
I save my life
A hero's strength to a coward act
And tears for what I nearly lost
My hungry breath is coming back
your voice, your smell, your eyes...
I'll take another day
I'll fight 'till my strength dries
I swim inside your lies
a dropp of hope within
until the music dies
I'll stay upstage and sing...

Submitted: Tuesday, January 17, 2012

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