Lirieke: Faulter. Darling Buds Of May. Through With False Starts.

I felt it in my gut
i felt it pull me from inside
this is close enough to taste i hope they
never stop this train and let me off
silly dreams and innocence can really find a way
to get under your skin
it's under my skin
and you can't belong to hopeless passions for too long
before giving up the fight and moving on

in a dream your heart swells
and no one ever sees
the pain inside these eyes is real
(and those dreams meant everything to me)
until i die
i can't put it down and walk away

the window is a picture of the way we live

we can try this one last time
i'm sick of starting up again
let the weak be left behind
i'm done with starts that never end