Drifting apart like two sheets of ice, my love
Frozen heart growing colder with time
There's no heat from our mouths
Please take me back to when I was yours
And we were in flames
I needed I needed you
To run tthrough my veins like disease disease
And now we are strange, strangers
It's different now
Gray faced
Eyes burnt out
Flames are gone
My gloves are on
I have a feeling
Love's gone mad
We're too similar, loosing our minds
With cabin fever, shut in confined spaces
Lost in the dark, my heart taken
Resting on your heart
And we were in flames
I needed I needed you
To run through my veins, like disease
And now we are strange, strangers
Wait for me to degrade
Before you go killing
Pray for
Waste of
Daylight
Speaks when
Summer's keeping
Under the bed
Out of revenge
And derailing
My youth and stained on our sheets
It's on a piece of me
It's on a piece of me
A winter comes
A winter crush all
I've heard thing that I once loved
Winter come
Winter crush
All of the things that I once had
Fourscore and seven years ago our fathers brought forth on this continent a new nation, conceived in liberty, and dedicated to the proposition that all men are created equal. Now we are engaged in a great civil war, testing whether that nation, or any nation so conceived and so dedicated, can long endure. We are met on a great battle-field of that war. We have come to dedicate a portion of that field as a final resting -place for those who here gave their lives that this nation might live. It is altogether fitting and proper that we should do this.
But, in a lager sense, we cannot dedicate... we cannot consecrate... we cannot hallow... this ground. The brave men, living and dead, who struggled here, have consecrated it far above our poor power to add or detract. The world will little note nor long remember what we say here, but it can never forget what they did here. It is for us, the living, rather, to be dedicated here to the unfinished work which they who fought here have thus far so nobly advanced. It is rather for us to be here dedicated to the great task remaining before us...that from these honored dead we take increased devotion to that cause for which they gave the last full measure of devotion: that we here highly resolve that these dead shall not have died in vain; that this nation, under God, shall have a new birth of freedom; and that government of the people, by the people, for the people, shall not perish from the earth.
