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letra de damiel - victor primavesi

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[chorus]
damiel no longer trusts his wings
wonders what life without them brings
too much to do, too much to mend
too many heartaches to understand
you lend your ear, reach out your hand
in mortal hours to comprehend
a touch on one’s shoulder, a photograph –
eternal witness to what he can’t have
oh damiel…

[verse 1]
it takes one first breath to call for the last
one stroke of wing, one life turned to dust
empires come, empires fall –
all skies emptied out, none left at all
in this age of grand desperation
our steps are followed –
silent salvation
formations of warmth guide our gaze
out of the chaos of commonplace

[bridge]
still not to be seen: the arm around my waist that intervenes
still not to be seen: the mouth that whispers into my ear
“i’d like to stand on that brink
much more than you would like to think
oh wait, now i think i fall apart…
taken aback by my useless heart.”

[chorus]
damiel no longer trusts his wings
wonders what life without them brings
too much to do, too much to mend
too many heartaches to understand
you lend your ear, reach out your hand
in mortal hours to comprehend
a touch on one’s shoulder, a photograph –
eternal witness to what he can’t have
oh damiel…

[verse 1]
to outgrow the biggest tree in annual rings and constancy
to be near and yet so far from works of mercy, the rampage of war. to never fall from angelic heights, hurt one’s head or lose one’s sight. to see what sunrise, sunset profess but never to feel their soft caress

[bridge]
one too many times: in the waiting room for someone to die
one too many times: tried to teach a broken bird to fly
“if i could, i’d stand in your place and have my former one erased
oh wait, now i think i fall apart… taken aback by my useless heart.”

[chorus]
damiel no longer trusts his wings
wonders what life without them brings
too much to do, too much to mend
too many heartaches to understand
you lend your ear, reach out your hand
in mortal hours to comprehend
a touch on one’s shoulder, a photograph –
eternal witness to what he can’t have
oh damiel…

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