Cigarettes and alibis,
purple turtles, little white lies,
see you fall on a silver screen,
a living testament of all that’s been,

caught your tears in a bottle of rye,
never ever seen a crocodile cry,
storms a brewing in an old tea cup,
stirred up the leafs, our time is up.

How many hearts will die tonight
from the hurt you threw around
don't you care for others pain,
in the darkness which cannot see ...

Our fire consumed for a while
it evaded our hearts and made us smile
now tears well up, because I just don't know
friendship is vacant for me, I cry ...

Dear old man, i heard your stories
more than once, tell me, yes tell me
why you make me cry, your lies are building
you are hate, you wrote yourself to death for a while...

Because nothing ever goes as planned
your cold hard heart that incurs the indignity
of everyone that knows, how you are letting go
your life, and love, for nothing but greed and no smile ...

Debbie Brooks 2014 @copywrite..

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My love it breaks my heart to see you cry
But love the time has come when I must fly
This world holds many wondrous things to do
And so my love I cannot stay with you
I hope you can forgive me in good time
Someday I will return to make you mine
    The future yet unknown will be our past
    And fate alone decides a lover's path

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a river flowing tears unto the sea
away away to never trouble me
such tiny things, each worthless on its own
how weak one seems when one is all alone
yet in good time the weak will cease to be
alone without true love for company
    the future yet unknown will be our past
    and fate alone decides a lover's path

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My love it breaks my heart to see you cry

        a river flowing tears unto the sea

But love the time has come when I must fly

        away away to never trouble me

This world holds many wondrous things to do

         such tiny things, each worthless on its own

And so my love I cannot stay with you

         how weak one seems when one is all alone

I hope you can forgive me in good time

         yet in good time the weak will cease to be

Someday I will return to make you mine

         alone without true love for company

    The future yet unknown will be our past
    And fate alone decides a lover's path

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Into your arms,
Into your soul,
I'll set you free
when no one knows
that you're enslaved
by the burden of
humanity.