Waiting for Those Promises
In this filthy world, wet and cold
we roam the streets, all hopes burned
time passes by, we feel so old
and still no lesson learned
In my world, words have no meaning
the silence still ringing in my ears
in the end there was no beginning
and I waited, eyes filled with tears
In the world, the one and only
shards are soft and petals broken
that's both of us, horrible and lonely
depending on those words unspoken
In all those worlds, lost and found
where the hopeless are still hoping
love is a promise by which we are bound
and without it, we're not coping
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