I still search for the scent of a rose in a field of lilac and lace
There is no luck in this place
So I'll forsake the field and valley
Climb the peak of the nearest mountain
Pound at the void in my chest
And scream your name
I'll scream until the blood leaves my veins
And a fire fills the sky
Destroy my voice
Until the rose and lavender pair again
Jun 28, 2016
Jun 28, 2016 at 9:47 AM UTC
I still search for the scent of a rose in a field of lilac and lace
There is no luck in this place
So I'll forsake the field and valley
Climb the peak of the nearest mountain
Pound at the void in my chest
And scream your name
I'll scream until the blood leaves my veins
And a fire fills the sky
Destroy my voice
Until the rose and lavender pair again
