- cifra
Suffocating every breath you take
Building up a tower just to break
Hold my breath till I turn blue
Sincerity's the former strongest suit
Ordinary circumstances that
Could never be seen from where you are
In a room as small as this
I didn't think that you could seem so far
So I make my rounds to the lower ground
With a message late to send
I don't think it's worth the time
To make amends
Winter comes and goes without a word
Spring quiets the bad things that I heard
Summer is a happy time
Most certainly the fall will divide
So you operate with an open heart
You forgot to stitch again
I don't think it's worth the time
To make amends
