jurasic

After all our dreams went down...Sinking for our very eyes...Still echoing the sound...Oh the frozen dreadful cries...Witnessed the passing of our only loves...Lose a barrel to the sea...Why did you choose my only love...It could of easily been me...But it seems there was some other plan...One I don't care to understand...In the refuge of these foreign arms...I could find your holy land...In our soul and desperation...Truest thing we'd ever known...But to admit that to have loved, would be blasphemy... Just to show we had our ground...How can it be that we defy this tragedy...From this lifeboat in the dark...Is it wrong that we could come together...Wind and sorrow bear a spark...