The Crest

Thorn

The Crest


I see the thorn in your eye
I feel the pain when she cries

Pale are the mornings at fall
A new day just waiting for more

In her room so quietly
I see the thorn in your eye
Although she weeps so silently
I feel the pain when she cries

I am the ghost in your dreams
You hear my voice in the breeze

In her room so quietly
I see the thorn in your eye
Although she weeps so silently
I feel the pain when she cries

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