I fear that I am ordinary, just like everyoneto lie here and die among the sorrowsadrift among the daysfor everything I ever saidand everything I've ever done is gone and deadas all things must surely have to endand great loves will one day have to partI know that I am meant for this worldmy life has been extraordinaryblessed and cursed and wontime heals but I'm forever brokenby and by the way ...have you ever heard the wordsI'm singing in these songs ?it's for the girl I've loved all alongcan a taste of love be so wrongas all things must surely have to endand great loves will one day have to partI know that I am meant for this worldand in my mind as I was floatingfar above the cloudssome children laughedI'd fall for certainfor thinking that I'd last foreverbut I knew exactly where I wasand I knew the meaning of it alland I knew the distance to the sunand I knew the echo that is loveand I knew the secrets in your spiresand I knew the emptiness of youthand I knew the solitude of heartand I knew the murmurs of the souland the world is drawn into your handsand the world is etched upon your heartand the world so hard to understandis the world you can't live withoutand I knew the silence of the worldS.P.
MUZZLE
I fear that I am ordinary, just like everyoneto lie here and die among the sorrowsadrift among the daysfor everything I ever saidand everything I've ever done is gone and deadas all things must surely have to endand great loves will one day have to partI know that I am meant for this worldmy life has been extraordinaryblessed and cursed and wontime heals but I'm forever brokenby and by the way ...have you ever heard the wordsI'm singing in these songs ?it's for the girl I've loved all alongcan a taste of love be so wrongas all things must surely have to endand great loves will one day have to partI know that I am meant for this worldand in my mind as I was floatingfar above the cloudssome children laughedI'd fall for certainfor thinking that I'd last foreverbut I knew exactly where I wasand I knew the meaning of it alland I knew the distance to the sunand I knew the echo that is loveand I knew the secrets in your spiresand I knew the emptiness of youthand I knew the solitude of heartand I knew the murmurs of the souland the world is drawn into your handsand the world is etched upon your heartand the world so hard to understandis the world you can't live withoutand I knew the silence of the worldS.P.