Misreader
A friend is not a means you utilize to get somewhere
somehow didn't notice, friendship is an end.




Beyond this beautiful horizon lies a dream for you and I
this tranquil scene is still unbroken by the rumours in the sky
but there's a storm closing in voicescrying on the wind
the serenade is growing colder breaks my soul that tries to sing
and there's so many many thoughts when I try to go to sleep
but with you I start to feel a sort of temporary peace.