Fitting Pieces

Beau Navire

Compositor: Não Disponível

When our friends come home with bandages over their eyes
Listen to their stories as they cross the paths of all these lives
We sit on steps, sit on stairs and waste away
Waiting for contusions to heal, not lending a helping hand
Our hands are out, don't let us fall

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