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I go through all lives like a rootless tree
Nothing to hang on inside a kiss We all fake memories and stories that can’t be told The love we crave for is never our own Rootless tree… my soul is jumping from dream to dream Heavy burden of our empty eyes I carry deep into my years And all I need from this is to empty my mind And start a new life with deep roots in some hearts My memory turns to small moments of death The beginning has no meaning and no ends to give it a shape A flower gone north to search for the love I lack A petal gone south locking inside my last breath… Let me out of this hell of not being… Gather my shadows inside your room and keep them warm in your bed tonight Change tomorrow or just take it away, don’t let me blow from life to life Without something to hold on to… please give me roots, just keep me by your side
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