footprints in the earth.....

Nightstrings

Can't see diamonds no
More
Just no use in your
Head
When your pain is like
A flood
Find your kissing the
Dead

As the hours run into
The moon
All I'm left with is you

Can't hear the morning
News
Just to be intelligent
When you believe
What you choose
Whats cause to regret

As the hours run into the moon
All I'm left with is you


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