sexta-feira, 25 de setembro de 2009

Calling...

I need a sign to let me know you're here

All of these lines are being crossed over the atmosphere.

I need to know that things are gonna look up

´Cause I feel us drowning in a sea spilled from a cup.

When there is no place safe and no safe place to put my head

When you can feel the world shake from the words that are said.

And I’m calling all angels, and I’m calling all you angels...

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