Текст песни Elegy - Carina Round
Something
ripped
me
open
From
my
little
death
woken
Fading
rhythm
of
lifeline
Is
music
for
a
dead
child
I'm
skirting
the
rim,
skirting
the
rim
Of
reality
Skirting
the
rim
Love
don't
pull
me
in
Somehow
everything
is
broken
Hours
past
and
never
replayed
I
see
the
sickness
of
a
love
that
Though
it
breathes,
can
never
be
made
There
are
cracks
where
the
white
light
burns
through
It
seems
I
see
everything
but
the
truth
Once
more
to
that
sacred
place
The
dream
that
sucks
me
under
I'm
skirting
the
rim,
skirting
the
rim
Of
reality
Skirting
the
rim
Love
don't
pull
me
in
Somehow
everything
is
broken
Hours
past
and
never
replayed
I
see
the
sickness
of
love
that
Though
it
breathes,
can
never
be
made
Somehow
everything
is
clearer
now
Hours
pass
with
never
a
relief
I
see
the
sadness
of
a
moment
Though
it
lived
was
never
seen
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