Wednesday, April 12, 2006


There's no earthly way of knowing
What was in your heart
When it stopped going
The whole world shook
A storm was blowing through you

There's no dignity in death
To sell the world your last breath

Through your eyes
The world was burning
Please be gentle
I'm still learning
You seemed to say
As you kept turning up

From: Advertising
Robbie Willams

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

انتخاب قشنگی بود
به شعر ناشناس هم می خورد