Dear Beth

Nothing to say, can you come over here?
Blessing the light
elusive sight laughs under your lens
Words now are feathers that fly higher than faith
Your breath, their pray
If you make your breath their pray
Run into wild
brightness at night and still wonder
My dear Beth
Past will never sell tickets to get back
And you still bag for the rain
And you still bag for the rain
Remove all the dust of bad days from your shoulders
Standing awake
this grey wait is not your fate
And wonder why we are still not free
And you cut your voice in two
And you cut your voice in two
Run into wild
brightness at night and still wonder
My dear Beth
Past will never sell tickets to get back
My dear Beth
Present will never grant to you its love
its love, its love
never grant
its love, its love
And you still bag for the rain
And we still bag for the rain



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Writer(s): Dario Rugo, Maria Teresa Tanzilli
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