Broken Stone

Last dance was the first of the rest of my life
I would like not to say once upon a time

Dinner and grapes
Toast to the health
Making purposes for following days

Raising the glass
Looks in the eyes
Making purposes for following times

The sand broke the clock, eleven a.m.
Feet on the road, hands on the chest

Promises done
Leaving your home
Second of January couldn't be worse

Raising the glass
Looks to the sky
Making purposes for following times

Now she's crying embracing the silence
And is painting smiles on her hands

Now she is trying to keep your reliance
While the future is jumping from the cliff

You couldn't know
You couldn't know
You couldn't know
How big you were

We couldn't say
We couldn't say
We couldn't say
Goodbye my friend

Tears on a broken stone



Credits
Writer(s): Raw Colors
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