Too late praying for the clouded sky
Searching something’s not there
Hurricane’s not there but in your heart
You feel too much it shattered
Your homes and your trees and every little pieces
To you and your heart your every little pieces
They sing ooh
In your love your salvation’s gone
In your love your own shadow dies
In your love your nighmare remains
In your love your last vein stops beating
Little moon holler remind you of the stars
They can tell you a secret
As long as you’re down on your knees
Pouring your heart out crying
Your pride and your veins and every little pieces
To you and your heart, your every little pieces
The tree’s claping their every leaves, you see?
Woeing for your stories
Got tripped down and tricked to the last
How come you didn’t notice ?
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