Coward Heart

"It's about time" she said.

"I'm putting everything into words - liberation."

Let's begin with three then - HIS KIND HEART.

Two thousand three hundred seventy three - his young coward heart.
How pure is he, how pure he speaks, deserves nothing but gentle words.
Four thousand four hundred seventy nine - four colors and three stars.
How pure is he, how pure he acts, deserves nothing but proud praise.

Ocean's too deep, stand still or fall.
Dive, be alive, oh his kind coward heart.
One thousand one hundred eighty six, he had failed.
He wants his heart back, soflty, chary, discarded.

Oh her dearest, smiles at the dark.
He failed, he tried, rest oh kind heart.
Run fast, dive deep, a chance is as steep.
His kind heart, his kind coward heart.

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