HAND HELD HIGH ~ Lyrics
I guess we were night birds flying in the morning of mirths When Misery slept under our rugs I held your hand high and tugged your shoulder in july I was your baby and you were my forever stage, Daisy glad to live and not die I was a bit obsessed with death for all of my past lives till you came back to life I missed you when sun met the moon I missed you when tides made love to the ocean waves I missed whenclouds kiss the raindrops I missed you when I cling to the white Christmas snow ,alone I guess we were daylights running in evening hides when grief left our hollowed bodies I held your hand High and tucked your shoulder in July I missed you when cinema lost its touch I missed you when food lost its taste I missed you Times lost their union I missed you when my bloodline lost my dear friend I wonder how did I came back to life I wish to have you forever ,together...
