through the hourglass it falls,
the endless cycle of a love
reclining in the shade
seduced by winter dreams
til it slips back into your arms
breathing through the monologue of time
to find you
Song for Tom/Maya Johanna
-just breathe-
through the hourglass it falls,
the endless cycle of a love
reclining in the shade
seduced by winter dreams
til it slips back into your arms
breathing through the monologue of time
to find you
Song for Tom/Maya Johanna
-just breathe-
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