The Three Fates and Sweet Death - Vibration and Frecuency Black Chants

Falling Leaves

Lyrics 

Jag har vandrat i skuggor och regn
Burit tystnad, burit min längtan
Letat efter mer än en dörr
En plats där jag får vara den jag är

Inte tegel, inte ljus i ett hus
Men händer som håller, hjärtan med ljus
Där röster är mjuka, där tiden går långsamt
Och rädslan får vila i nattens famn

Jag vill hem till där friden bor
Där natten är varm och stilla
Där varje andetag känns som hemma
Och allting stannar till
Jag vill hem till där friden bor
Där kärlek bor på riktigt 

Vägen är tyst och himlen klar
Förflutna viskar – men jag är kvar
Behöver inget mer än nåns närhet
Och armar som visar att jag har rätt

 Jag vill hem till där friden bor
Där natten är varm och stilla
Där varje andetag känns som hemma
Och allting stannar till
Jag vill hem till där friden bor
Där kärlek bor på riktigt 

Kanske är det nära
Kanske är det du
Kanske i din tystnad
Finns mitt lugn till slut

Jag vill hem till där friden bor
Där stormar aldrig når in
Där varje hjärtslag är ett löfte
Och inget hålls gömt därin
Jag vill hem till där friden bor
Där kärlek bor på riktigt 


Där Friden Bor - REMASTERED - HD

11-If a Bossanova sounds

Leave me

I’m reading a book  
But you keep circling around me  
We had a fight, so now?  
What do you want, what do you expect?  

Leave me, leave me, leave me, take your own way,  
Leave me, leave me, leave me, I’m not your toy to play.  
Leave me, leave me, leave me, 
Leave me, alone. 
Leave me, leave me, leave me, 
Leave me, dream

I thought you were a caring man  
I was definitely wrong  
Maybe before it was just a strategy  
To get to me, to my fragile heart.  

Leave me, leave me, leave me, take your own way,  
Leave me, leave me, leave me, I’m not your toy to play.  
Leave me, leave me, leave me, 
Leave me, alone. 
Leave me, leave me, leave me, 
Leave me, dream

But don’t you realize you’re bothering me?
Like the smoke from your cigarette that has filled the room 
I need to reflect, I need to understand  
Who we are, and which direction we’re heading

Leave me, leave me, leave me, take your own way,  
Leave me, leave me, leave me, I’m not your toy to play.  
Leave me, leave me, leave me, 
Leave me, alone. 
Leave me, leave me, leave me, 
Leave me, dream

But don’t you realize you’re bothering me?
Like the smoke from your cigarette that has filled the room 
I need to reflect, I need to understand  
Who we are, and which direction we’re heading?  

Leave me, leave me, leave me, take your own way,  
Like the smoke from your cigarette that has filled the room 
I need to reflect, I need to understand  
Who we are, and which direction we’re heading

Leave me

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