Sorrow's End Lyrics
Far Sorrow's End
I used to think, "I've never been through it,
the deaths and stuff that make us old enough."
Old enough to love a boy whose name
I still don't know. We traded voices,
blurted accidents.
Brutal Winter froze through Spring's slow crawl.
In the Summer's burn,
the impending Fall.
the deaths and stuff that make us old enough."
Old enough to love a boy whose name
I still don't know. We traded voices,
blurted accidents.
Brutal Winter froze through Spring's slow crawl.
In the Summer's burn,
the impending Fall.
