good poems to send girls
I can't remember anything
Can't tell if this is true or dream
Deep down inside I feel to scream
This terrible silence stops me
Now that the war is through with me
I'm waking up, I cannot see
That there's not much left of me
Nothing is real but pain now
Hold my breath as I wish for death
Oh please God, wake me
Back in the womb, it's much too real
In pumps life that I must feel
But can't look forward to reveal
Look to the time when I'll live
Fed through the tube that sticks in me
Just like a wartime novelty
Tied to machines that make me be
Cut this life off from me
Hold my breath as I wish for death
Oh please God, wake me
Now the world is gone, I'm just one
Oh God, help me
Hold my breath as I wish for death
Oh please God, help me
Darkness imprisoning me
All that I see
Absolute horror
I cannot live
I cannot die
Trapped in myself
Body my holding cell
Landmine has taken my sight
Taken my speech
Taken my hearing
Taken my arms
Taken my legs
Taken my soul
Left me with life in hell
Can't tell if this is true or dream
Deep down inside I feel to scream
This terrible silence stops me
Now that the war is through with me
I'm waking up, I cannot see
That there's not much left of me
Nothing is real but pain now
Hold my breath as I wish for death
Oh please God, wake me
Back in the womb, it's much too real
In pumps life that I must feel
But can't look forward to reveal
Look to the time when I'll live
Fed through the tube that sticks in me
Just like a wartime novelty
Tied to machines that make me be
Cut this life off from me
Hold my breath as I wish for death
Oh please God, wake me
Now the world is gone, I'm just one
Oh God, help me
Hold my breath as I wish for death
Oh please God, help me
Darkness imprisoning me
All that I see
Absolute horror
I cannot live
I cannot die
Trapped in myself
Body my holding cell
Landmine has taken my sight
Taken my speech
Taken my hearing
Taken my arms
Taken my legs
Taken my soul
Left me with life in hell
As a butterfly dances in the silvery moonlight
as the lonely dove calls out in vain
You can listen closely to the whispering wind chimes
as a mournful whale cries out your name
And the gilded swans of love come gliding
through the laughing, prancing rain
And the moon sailed up
and the loon did cry
"Icelandic Ultra Blue"
And the sailor cried for his love denied
Icelandic Ultra Blue.
Iiiicelandic, Icelandic,
Icelandic Ultra Blue.
Icelandic Ultra
Icelandic Ultra
Icelandic Ultra Blue.
as the lonely dove calls out in vain
You can listen closely to the whispering wind chimes
as a mournful whale cries out your name
And the gilded swans of love come gliding
through the laughing, prancing rain
And the moon sailed up
and the loon did cry
"Icelandic Ultra Blue"
And the sailor cried for his love denied
Icelandic Ultra Blue.
Iiiicelandic, Icelandic,
Icelandic Ultra Blue.
Icelandic Ultra
Icelandic Ultra
Icelandic Ultra Blue.