Take me home

I know this kind of picture is getting to be boring but I still love it!


The dreamer and the wine
Poet without a rhyme
A widow writer, torn apart by chains of Hell
One last perfect verse
Yet still the same old song
Oh Christ, how I hate what I have become
Take me home

Get away, run away, fly away
Lead me astray, to dreamer’s hideaway
I cannot cry ’cause the shoulder cries more
I cannot die, I, the whore for the cold world
Forgive me, I have but two faces
One for the world,
One for "God save me"
I cannot cry ’cause the shoulder cries more
I cannot die, I, the whore for the cold world

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Background: from sxc.hu exactly from here
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