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The Dangerous Summer

Waves

 

Waves

(álbum: War Paint - 2011)


I'll take my time and move on from all of this. It's all about the rolling waves. You leave me cold. I'm wandering and positive. So what if I don't want to wait. They're not tying me off right now and though it doesn't make sense, I lost all feeling inside my mouth and I can't handle my hands.


You cover the ground; to everyone else it seems like nothing is sound, but tell you just how far you'll run. So, keep on looking up..


You'll find the courage to paint a world that burns like Hell. Not for allure, but mostly for yourself 'cause you needed escape in a dark kind of way. It's a sentiment you'll never get used to and I don't want to hear it. I've seen soul in the nerves of every feeling you fought and maybe it's enough to move us on from where we started off.


You cough up blood, but stand up to anyone, but never do it out of rage. Just build your home and surround it with everyone who always seem to feel your pain. When I'm finally at my doubts, I take a look at my friends. Don't make a ceiling inside your clouds, just let them grow with your plans and that's the way it ought to stay.


I see the side of things that won't show up; I'm not involved in that. I see that art is making something loud. When it's silent out, I yell 'cause this is in my head. I don't need a writer to tell me how I breathe. This is the war to end all wars.

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