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• Artiste: Canaan
• Titre: The Memory Traveller
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The summer heat Came to me but I wouldn't kiss your lips like I used to do when I was at peace at peace with my whole soul you were as dry as a crumbling wall you were as cold as a still breath slowing down the beats in my pounding heart leaving pure air outside my lungs The winter cold Came to me but I wouldn't lick your lips like I used to do when I was at war at war with my crushed soul you were as pale as a passing ghost you were as far as a moving star nailing down to earth my highest hopes spitting poison inside my lungs He's yet to come and closed the heart like a fire on which water falls like a sun whose flame doesn't heat he lost his eyes in the fire [x2] Reaching out in the wind Following withering eyes memories opened wide a drawer full of old stillshots memories scared a mind full of dead and empty thoughts