Wednesday, April 28, 2010

Music Lyrics

Where do I come from
What are my roots, you ask

I'm from Out of the Past
From a broken heart
A wounded soul
A spirit arrested in a bad time

I'm from the tears in your eyes,
the sadness in your lips
your crying fingertips

What are my roots, you ask
I'm from Out of the Past

Like you I got tears in my eyes
Sad Lips
Dying fingertips

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Lyrical - tough style - I admire your ability.

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