Sunday, February 12, 2012

Live here, die here

Where else can one go?
Call out to me whenever you heart desires,
I'll be there where I always was

These songs of mine, the music of my life, 
will be sung by someone else tomorrow
The world will laugh as the clown
returns with a different face
Heaven is here, and so is Hell
Where else can I go?

In tomorrow's game, whether I remain or not,
The stars will forever be in the sky
You may forget, and so will they
But I will forever be yours
My memories will remain here
Where else can they go?

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