I trade my soul for your story
Broken colors strung together
Once for love and then for glory
A chorus made of unmade letters
Written from love's lasting shadow
Against our will our hearts are stolen
Swept away by fated arrows
In photographs we still remember
Which we recite in lonely whispers
Reminding us untouched sinners
A second glance when we miss her
Mar 17, 2017
Mar 17, 2017 at 7:54 PM UTC
I trade my soul for your story
Broken colors strung together
Once for love and then for glory
A chorus made of unmade letters
Written from love's lasting shadow
Against our will our hearts are stolen
Swept away by fated arrows
In photographs we still remember
Which we recite in lonely whispers
Reminding us untouched sinners
A second glance when we miss her