Paper Cuts From Paper Butterflies letra

Sun rise… let it.
Can't do anything about it.
But you know I would never,
Over these subtle cries, ever admit it.

Love dies deader,
Deader than ever I could ever,
As soon as I, story teller,
Start telling the stories about the ways I die.

Au4 - Letras

• A Mile From Here Is A Hole Where I Buried Your Love
• An Ocean's Measure Of Sorrow
• Everyone Is Everyone (And Everything Is Everything)
• Everything Always Moving
• Hit And Miss
• Of Dreams
• One Thousand Rivers Flowing Further And Further Away
• Paper Cuts From Paper Butterflies
• So Just Hang On, Beautiful One
• The Tree That Lived And Died Right Before My Eyes