Broken

Broken

Leonie Casanova

Would you draw a timeline across my face

you could read my palm

would you share with me your remaining grace

like a last few drops of a balm

would you speak in voice of fire and ice

crashtheir words with a storm

would you dare to move not once but twice

to a clearing you stand but alone

Take a piece for yourself when the storm blows

Take a piece for yourself and who knows

Take a piece for yourself this broken world

Would you hide the thoughts you couldn't tame

and the shadows of my mind

while you find your part in the twisted games

scramble legacy of time

would you drink the walls of your mother like milk

fill your belly with lots of knives

would you cut the cord like tattered silk and

countyour remaining lives

Take a piece for yourself when the storm blows

Take a piece for yourself and who knows

Take a piece for yourself these broken world

Would you call on the pilot of dissapearing flights

through our universe of they can flesh and bone

would you open the door not once but twice

to a clearing you stand but alone

Take a piece for yourself when the storm blows

Take a piece for yourself and who knows

Take a piece for yourself

This broken world

This broken world

This broken world

Is this the world I wanna wake up in tomorrow

(This broken world)

Is this the world I wanna be part of tomorrow

(This broken world)

Is this the world I wanna know

(This broken world)

Is this the world I wanna wake up in tomorrow

Is this the world I wanna be part of tomorrow