He held his breath to hold your hand, to hear the words to the picutre he'd seen. Watched how you reached for your things to leave, to walk to the car that would take you home to where you belong. These hours just made it worse, for now you're far from here. But oh it was worth it 'cause you'll will always be close to this heart. You'll always be close to this heart.
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Juli
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- Ja, nein, vielleicht.
- Choose a bright morning.
- Alvik
- Schnee im Sommer.
- Menschlichkeit flackert, flammte auf.
- Ich halte mich noch irgendwo da fest.
- Schall und Rauch
- Magisch.
- Aufbauen und niederreißen.
- Stucked.
- Heruntergefallen
- There is a light that never goes out
- Schwebende Momente.
- Da, in der Ferne, siehst du es? Ein Fragezeichen.
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