Our time has come my dear.
Water is getting too high to breath.
Some live their lives for golden things,
in the end can't be traded for those Angels' Wings.
While drowning sailors plead to escape their deaths,
we must prepare for this final breath.
Hold your tears child, we'll meet again.
Keep your eyes fixed on mine.
And remember.
No regrets.
Live on in photographs when they forget our names.


Lyrics submitted by OwenHu99

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