At night's when she thinks of her dreams
it's when she thinks of her lost ambitions
At night is when she can't escape her mind
when all she can do is listen
Listen to the sound of echoes
Listen to the sound of inner tears
Listen to the sound of burried hope
And to the sound of all her darkest fears
Oct 20, 2015
Oct 20, 2015 at 3:02 PM UTC
At night's when she thinks of her dreams
it's when she thinks of her lost ambitions
At night is when she can't escape her mind
when all she can do is listen
Listen to the sound of echoes
Listen to the sound of inner tears
Listen to the sound of burried hope
And to the sound of all her darkest fears
