goodbye my love heaven really has been long our young bent arms don't seem quite so strong november and all the frostbites deep as the snow flowers plowed this bed is colder than blood or bone
never knock on my door whatever possessed you ah.. somewhere there's an emptiness hold me tightly i wouldn't dream of it
beware my love this tongue is a dying flame my lies may fall like an acid rain and maybe the shoe has been silently above the roads your loving angel your skin and bones
