Lips are turning blue
A kiss that can't renew
I only dream of you
My beautiful
Tip toe to your room
A starlight in the gloom
I only dream of you
And you never knew
Sing for absolution
I will be singing
And falling from your grace
There's no where left to hide
In no one to confide
The truth burns deep inside
And will never die
Our wrongs remain unrectified
And our souls won't be exhumed
Matthew Bellamy
Wednesday, November 08, 2006
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