Nights Like These
They sang a sweet song with blood dripping from from their warm lips,
She sang, she said I know I'll try another day,
Arms outstretched to touch the butterfly, wings too fragile,
Too fragile to cope, but still I sat and I listened,
I didn't walk away, painful ears bleed music so sweet,
Touching darkness we sit, I knew I had seen this before,
I'll write down my dreams,
And watch them shatter in front of me, this is,
My last song, that is it, it's over, over and done.
Autor(es): DANIEL JAMES DENTON
