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Half-Ruined
Already
Waves Crash Into The Rocks
But This Is Our Home
Would You Still Wanna Talk
We Call This Our Home
An Island Of Stone
In A Tavern In Crete
And Surrounding
Blue Seas
We Try To Rest
And When We're Alone
And If The Warmth Of Her Skin
Near The Place Where We Met
In The Colony
Makes The Air This Thin
I Lost Both My Legs
To The Same Illness
And You Take Me There
I Don't Want To Go Anywhere
Is It Fate Or Desperation
That Set Your Arms Free
But We Have Our Roles
Are Days With Her
And Our Halves Form A Whole
When You Carry Me
And We Go And Watch
Really Dreamlike
And Sometimes I Fear
The Bond We Hold Dear
Or Just To Ease Agitation
Is Only Necessity
And If I Could Walk