Sofie

Halfblooded stranger sitting on a topstep of a porch that should be yours.
Hour after hour stuck in the past.
Building up memories that don't seem to last.
House is burning.
Flames are turning.
But you just stay the same.

Lovestudded angel kissing the clouds with lips just as powdery white.
Time is spent blowing life to the lost.
Never change your way whatever it will cost.
Voice that stutter.
Wings that flutter.
And a sky that never seems to cry.

De har egentligen inte någonting gemensamt, två historier om två olika saker. Men de har samma melodi och på så sätt passar de ihop.