St. Eriksplan-Stavesacre

Last straw fell silently in still needles and empty dreams Never was a mountain so she's heading down and then picking up speed And it's beautiful They only ask when I don't know as if he'd tell me where to go Lover could you tide me over, have I told you what you mean to me You're beautiful Should you come down again I hope that you remember me that way The story's reached it's end and now I walk away Start over somewhere else Where no one knows my name Sweethearts pick and sweetspots bleed and love gives way to loyalty And nothing's free or guaranteed and sometimes love escapes such misery And it's beautiful Moonlight through broken wide country all around But every mile she's farther from a lifetime with each mile she forgets more And it's beautiful Don't look for me again I will not be coming back this way The story's reached it's end and now I walk away Start over somewhere else Where no one knows my name No one knows the words I've spoken, the paths I've chosen The promises that have been broken Where no one knows the words I've spoken the paths I've chosen Where everyone that I know knows Him Reconstruct Self Destruction