The Memoirs Of An Outlaw versuri

The Memoirs Of An Outlaw lyrics by Abigail Hopkins

Verse 1
His spirit shone like the last rays of the setting sun
And he was like a child whose life had only just begun
But there were moments when tiredness stumbled across his brow
Like a drunkard trying to find his way home in a blizzard alone
He said, „I see how love blooms and fades like flowers on a grave”
When ? each one as I quietly took my leave
Adjusted ? for nothing
As I watched the tears fall like quicksilver through their hands
So now I’m just following the curvеs of the river back to the sеa
I’m just chasing the tales of galaxies all the way back to eternity
And, maybe, one day they’ll forgive me
When they understand this was just how it had to be
‘Cause life we get cracked and broken like little pieces of pottery
My heart has always been with the wilderness
And this is something I cannot explain
By the wind, she wraps herself around ?
And by the trees softly with the rain