"The Last"

Don't be the last To lean for my hand Time's passing fast Like grains of old sand Inside our world Made of stupid mistakes We are too bold To play at high stakes There's nothing better Than breaking the rules Law doesn't matter It was written for fouls We are the masters Of tricks and hard jokes Non-printed chapters Of guide to all locks Our fallen hearts Crave for piece of a truth But darkness starts Overwhelming our moods While glimpse of light Draws a place for hope We climb the height Beyond humble scope We conquer love Just to leave behind In search of half We lose, then find Before stardust Try learn to feel again Don't be the last To lean for my hand
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