The shadows are dancing so slow on the wall, I’m waiting for nothing, I’m giving it all. The world is a whisper, the city is blue, And all that I’m feeling is leading to you.
It’s more than a memory, more than a dream, We’re flowing away like a dark, silent stream. In every heartbeat, in every sigh, There’s something so holy that never will die.
The silence is heavy, but soft like a veil, Our story is written, a ghost of a tale. No reason to hurry, no reason to hide, Just let the emotion turn into the tide.
Closer than skin... deeper than breath... only now...
It’s more than a memory, more than a dream, We’re flowing away like a dark, silent stream. In every heartbeat, in every sigh, There’s something so holy that never will die.
The rain on the window, the spark in the dark...
Only the warmth... Just stay... stay...
The Velvet Trace
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