Remain Saleka

Somewhere on the edge of sleep
There is a taste of peace
Every night we dance in my dreams

But cupid’s an archer
His violent departure
Leaves us at the altar
Wounded, weak and ready to bleed

I’ll wash away some day
No monuments made in my name
There is no life I’d trade
You were my reason to remain
And I will remain
Through comfort and pain
Till I wash away

You are all that I can see
Alone I’m obsolete
Evеry fight is purgatory

Stripped of the armor
We plеad and we barter
We stray from our harbor
Searching for some false remedy