Wash away the empty places that you built in your heart
Wash away the faith that you stole
Wash away the sacred places that you found in your mind
Wash away, don't let yourself get soaked
And now you can see
all the bridges that you burned
All the roads that you can't go
all the things that you and I would never know
Oh, now you see
hold on to me carry on
It's never late to try and live
all the things that you and I would never be.
Don't be late to come
Let it burn the secret places that you were so fond of
Let it burn the pain that you hold
Let it burn the candles you used to escape from the dark
Let it burn and away you go
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Poetry"Ele veio das águas, da luz, do fundo da imensidão. Esteve em todas as partes de mim, esperando por aceitação. Eu estava purificada pela calmaria do mar e do luar que se refletia nele. Enquanto olho estrelas cadentes brilharem por desejos, meu ma...
