Broken - Single Remix
Would you draw a timeline across my face
You could read my palm
Would you share with me your remaining grace
Like the last few drops of a balm
Would you speak in voice of fire and ice
Crush their words with the stone
Would you dare to move not once but twice
To a clearing you stand but alone
Take a piece for yourself when the storm blows
Take a piece for yourself and who knows
Take a piece for yourself
This broken world
Would you hide the thoughts you couldn't tame
In the shadows of my mind
Why you fight your part in the twisted game
Scrambled legacy of time
Would you drink the woes of your mother like milk
Fill your belly with thorns and knives
Would you cut the cord like tattered silk
And count your remaining lives
Take a piece for yourself when the storm blows
Take a piece for yourself and who knows
Take a piece for yourself
This broken world
Would you call on the pilot of disappearing flights
Through our universe of aching flesh and bone
Would you open the door not once but twice
To a clearing you stand but alone
Take a piece for yourself when the storm blows
Take a piece for yourself, who knows
Take a piece for yourself
This broken world
This broken world
This broken world
Is this the world I want to wake up in tomorrow (this broken world)
Is this the world I want to be part of tomorrow (this broken world)
Is this the world I want to know (this broken world)
You could read my palm
Would you share with me your remaining grace
Like the last few drops of a balm
Would you speak in voice of fire and ice
Crush their words with the stone
Would you dare to move not once but twice
To a clearing you stand but alone
Take a piece for yourself when the storm blows
Take a piece for yourself and who knows
Take a piece for yourself
This broken world
Would you hide the thoughts you couldn't tame
In the shadows of my mind
Why you fight your part in the twisted game
Scrambled legacy of time
Would you drink the woes of your mother like milk
Fill your belly with thorns and knives
Would you cut the cord like tattered silk
And count your remaining lives
Take a piece for yourself when the storm blows
Take a piece for yourself and who knows
Take a piece for yourself
This broken world
Would you call on the pilot of disappearing flights
Through our universe of aching flesh and bone
Would you open the door not once but twice
To a clearing you stand but alone
Take a piece for yourself when the storm blows
Take a piece for yourself, who knows
Take a piece for yourself
This broken world
This broken world
This broken world
Is this the world I want to wake up in tomorrow (this broken world)
Is this the world I want to be part of tomorrow (this broken world)
Is this the world I want to know (this broken world)
Credits
Writer(s): Leonie Casanova
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