and i’ll soon forget what was never there
your words are ash and dust
all that’s left is the song i’ve sung
the breath i’ve taken and the one i must
if you’re born with a love for the wrote and the writ
people of letters your warning stands clear
pay heed to your heart and not to your wit
don’t say in a letter what you can’t in my ear
all that’s left is the song i’ve sung
the breath i’ve taken and the one i must
if you’re born with a love for the wrote and the writ
people of letters your warning stands clear
pay heed to your heart and not to your wit
don’t say in a letter what you can’t in my ear
(visual beauty: google)
♥
i love love love love love his voice, its exquisite

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