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Nothing lasts.
But nothing is lost.

Olen katseessasi oleva
Paholaisen takapiruna toimiva
Yhdistelmä hulluutta ja himoa
Siivetönnä ilman valoa

Seireenit on satukirjoista
Todellisuus ei ole yhtä kirjava
Silti laulun keinoin halajan
Ihoasi koskettamaan

Ole minun, tässä ja nyt
Aina ja ainoastaan
Ole minun, tässä ja nyt
Pelastettu raunioistaan
Ilta on vaiennut, kuiskannut
Saanko pitää sut

Timanttiset tähdet taivaalla
Säteilevät vanhaa valoa
Satavat kai kultatomua
Köyhille, odottamatta

Unet ovat jumalten sanoja
Hiljaisia, kohmettuneita
Tärkeitä ja mahdottomia
Ymmärryksen ulkopuolella

What did you dream about?

Silas and Jaimie got tired
And they'll call you once a week
'cause it's strange here
You know the career

They all say they long to reach their sorrows
Now that's gone

What did you dream about?
Could you foresee a day
You might not play?

They took us in to see their new apartment
Thinking we're slow and that our love is mean
We'll leave the green, green
'Cause maybe we'll get out somehow
No one thought of it
We didn't know we'd seen their last show

Silas and Jaimie got tired
And they'll call you once a week
'Cause it's strange here
You know the career

They all say they long
To reach their sorrows
Now that's gone
And you know the career

They all say they long
To reach their sorrows
Now that's gone
And you know the career

They all say they long
To reach their sorrow now
That's gone
And you - no dark career

They all say they long
To reach their sorrow now
That's gone

Okei, tää päivä päättyi oudosti :---D +1 tatuointi meikälle siis. Meikän tekemänä.

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--edit--
Ja ookoo, 30-60min harjottelun jälkeen, mutta silti. Nyt pari vuotta treenausta ni hyvä tullee.

She barely speaks
But I hear her breathing
That's all I need
Someone who's listening
And still she stays
Her time is precious
Until I am safe
She gives her presence

Momentarily she brings peace to me

We barely remember who or what came before this precious moment
We are choosing to be here
Right now
Hold on, stay inside

This holy reality
This holy experience
Choosing to be here in...

This body
This body holding me
Be my reminder here that I am not alone in
This body
This body holding me
Feeling eternal, all this pain is an illusion

Alive

Twirling 'round with this familiar parable
Spinning, weaving 'round each new experience
Recognize this as a holy gift
And celebrate this chance to be alive and breathing
A chance to be alive and breathing.

This body holding me reminds me of my own mortality
Embrace this moment
Remember; we are eternal,
All this pain is an illusion.

I don't feel alright in spite of these comforting sounds you make.
I don't feel alright because you make promises that you break.
Into your house, why don't we share our solitude?
Nothing is pure anymore but solitude.
It's hard to make sense, feels as if I'm sensing you through a lens.
If someone else comes, I'd just sit here listening to the drums.
Previously I never called it solitude.
And probably you know all the dirty shows I've put on.
Blunted and exhausted like anyone.
Honestly I tried to avoid it.
Honestly.
Back when we were kids, we would always know when to stop.
And now all the good kids are messing up.
Nobody has gained or accomplished anything.

I'm caught in the symmetry of your mind
But I'm not happier than you

Did I really see you or was it a dream?
Dreaming that it was seamless, not a trace of wrong
Wrong words that we have spoken
Little did we know
No biggotry, no tears shed

Oh if only you'd try to be polite
Thinking you were right
Only to find that you're unkind
But ironically you will always be belle of the ball at least to me

I'm caught in the symmetry of your mind
But I'm not happier than you

But my words are frail, not audible
They do not even convince me
Perhaps they are untrue
Truly with you the worst is always true
And I gave you all the benefits of all the doubts

I had never hoped to be as benign as me
Funny how you always get through
But ironically you will always be belle of the ball
At least to me

There she goes
There she goes again
Racing through my brain
And I just can't contain
This feeling that remains

There she goes
There she goes again
Pulsing through my veins
And I just can't contain
This feeling that remains

She calls my name,
Pulls my train
No one else could heal my pain

Chasing down my lane.

"two? two what?"

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