Woorden:
Hollowblue What You Left Behind

sea | A great flier, a stormy owl | slips from the almond tree | Blacker the flowers, love, you hold | than the black birds on the sea | Have you no brighter

you once left behind When trying | feeling so burnt | you will hide | the leaving "be kind" A new feeling now starts | and new flames to burn | what you left behind

? | It?s too much, | long distance comes and belongs | to broken parts of a cold star. How we pack | the frozen rain, | the silent fights | we left behind