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segunda-feira, 3 de fevereiro de 2014

Hey M,
it's your time.
Come rescue me,
Wake me up from this bad dream
All these nights where I scream.

M, you're my secret agent,
saving me form boredom
giving a new birth to our timing
revival of the Phoenix,
surviving Armageddon.
Classy, not waiting on good endings,
you just make'em.

M, my mimi M
you're just full of light,
that if snow had eyes,
it would try to avoid you.
Yeah, you're really bright,
you made my winter days
go 'till midnight.

Let me save you too,
but for this, I'll take my time:
Let me feel the cold that felt the olds
Let me see the walls that once held crowns
Let me step in lands above which stood kings.
Then we can make amends, then we can make amends.