Their hate is clanging
Oct. 1st, 2011 02:22 pmShattered fragments of the past Meet in veins on the stained glass Like the lifeline in your palm Red and green reflects the scene Of a long forgotten dream There were princes and there were kings
Now hidden in disguise--cheap wrappings of lies Keep your heart alive with a song from inside Even though we're all alone We are never on our own when we're singing