In all our innocence we made our promise The promise, we thought, could outlive infinity But the silences now often ask me About the strings of ecstasy Which no longer sing Only to wonder if there's still left a thing Which could bring us back To where it all began If there was still some meaning to the words That our hearts had affirmed The answers to which I find nowhere but in the promise we made.
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The Promise
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The Promise
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In all our innocence we made our promise The promise, we thought, could outlive infinity But the silences now often ask me About the strings of ecstasy Which no longer sing Only to wonder if there's still left a thing Which could bring us back To where it all began If there was still some meaning to the words That our hearts had affirmed The answers to which I find nowhere but in the promise we made.
Made On Photoshop