

Long DistanceEyes blue and deep, keeping the sorrow inside and peering out, They match the happy blonde hair somehow, Angels are envious of her.Long Distance
From a distance I must watch from my sand castle, Building an empty throne clone with shovels and hands, The hollow king must wait for his ship.
The queen in her icy wonderland, her tears frozen on her face, shes in a hole life dug, in great need of a hug.
The golden crown on his head is fading, he calls her, she responds in monotone depression, if only he could change her expression.
Awake awake
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