Fable

Dim the lights close my eyes
Say your name three times
There you are a spectre
Here to find your way

We serenade the shallow graves
With empty words

The silver lining in your smile
A silver cross to bear I stand before your trials

Now we're treating hope
Like a vice how it stains my soul
Not a passing word nor a whisper
You take your leave

So mote it be

The silver lining in your smile
A silver cross to bear I stand before your trials
With a silver bullet you brought me to my knees
Your silver tongue the taste I needed to believe



Credits
Writer(s): Mohamed Mikhail Ismail
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