Emily

Uma de minhas últimas composições, na linha pop melodramático..

"Emily"

Heads up high
Emily sighs
She goes to the fountain
To wash away all her pain
And kiss goodbye her blame

Showers of bitter words
Promises true like fake fur
Messed up in sugar dreams

It's not like it seems
The usual thing
The usual breeze

And she bleeds, blister-life
And she blends sour times
With sweet memories

Everything out of place
Ballerina and no stage
Back when there was some hope
The world would seem so much fun