Lletres: Echobelly. All Tomorrow Brings.

My own life
A dream i make believe
A veil of blood ties
A worn out elegy

It won?t hurt
It won?t hurt
Anymore

My dark night
Your mood is on the wane
And dawn will set her light
To bring me home again

It won?t hurt
It won?t hurt
Anymore

When half the world lies
Alone in all their dreams
I?ll see the curtain rise
With all tomorrow brings

It won?t hurt
It won?t hurt
Anymore

My own life
A dream i make believe