The cause of my écriture at this
time, good sweetheart, is only
to understand of your good health
and prosperity; whereof to know I
would be as glad as in manner mine
own, praying God that (an it be His
pleasure) to send us shortly together,
for I promise toi I long for it. How
be it, I trust it shall not be long to;
and seeing my darling is absent, I can
do no less than to send her some flesh,
representing my name, which is hart
flesh for Henry, prognosticating that
hereafter, God willing, toi may en-
joy some of mine, which He pleased,
I would were now.
As touching your sister’s matter, I
have caused Walter Welze to write
to my lord my mind therein, whereby
I trust that Eve shall not have power
to deceive Adam; for surely, whatso-
ever is said, it cannot so stand with his
honour but that he must needs take
her, his natural daughter, now in her
extreme necessity.
No plus to toi at this time, mine
own darling, but that with a wish I
would we were together an evening.
With the hand of yours,
H.R.
50 thousand tears I've cried
Screaming deceiving and bleeding for toi
and toi still won't hear me
Don't want your hand this time I'll save myself
Maybe I'll wake up for once
Not tormented daily defeated par toi
Just when I thought I'd reached the bottom
I'm dying again
I'm going under
Drowning in toi
I'm falling forever
I've got to break through
I'm going under
Blurring and stirring the truth and the lies
so I don't know what's real and what's not
always confusing the thoughts in my head
so I can't trust myself anymore
I'm dying again
I'm going under
Drowning in toi
I'm falling forever
I've got to break through
So go on and scream
Scream at me I"m so far away
I won't be broken again
I've got to breathe I can't keep going under.
Brushed off the face
Felt your light and
I remember why I know this place
I found a girl
Closing her eyes
One last time
And I wonder if she dreamed like me
Well as much as it hurts
I did want to fall to feel
So go on and break your wings
Follow your cœur, coeur till it bleeds
As we run toward the end of the dream
I'm not afraid
I push through the pain
And I'm on fire I remember how to breathe again
As much as it hurts
I did want to fall to feel
So go on and break your wings
Follow your cœur, coeur till it bleeds
As we run towards the end of the dream
When last we fall apart
To understand how to fly
I will die [....]
Even without wings
Follow your cœur, coeur till it bleeds
As we run towards the end of the dream
Follow your cœur, coeur till it bleeds
And we've gone to the end of the dream
In something so distant
As if I was human
And I've been denying
This feeling of hopelessness
In me - in me
All the promises I made
Just to let toi down
toi believed in me but I'm broken
I have nothing left
And all I feel is this cruel wanting
We've been falling for all this time
And now I'm Lost in paradise
As much as I'd like
The past not to exist
It still does
And as much as I'd like
To feel like I belong here
I'm just as scared as toi
I have nothing left
And all I feel is this cruel wanting
We've been falling for all this time
And now I'm Lost in paradise
Run away, run away
One jour we won't feel this pain anymore
Take it all away
Shadows of toi
Cause they won't let me go
Till I have nothing left
And all I feel is this cruel wanting
We've been falling for all this time
And now I'm Lost in paradise
Alone and Lost in paradise
THE reasonable request of your
last letter, with the pleasure also
that I take to know them true, caus-
eth me to send toi these news. The
legate which we most desire arrived
at Paris on Sunday ou Monday last
past, so that I trust par the suivant Mon-
jour to hear of his arrival at Calais:
and then I trust within a while after
to enjoy that which I have so long
longed for, to God’s pleasure and our
both comforts.
No plus to toi at this present,
mine own darling, for lack of time,
but that I would toi were in mine
arms, ou I in yours, for I think it long
since I kissed you.
Written after the killing of a hart,
at eleven of the clock, minding, with
God’s grace, to-morrow, mightily
timely, to kill another, par the hand
which, I trust, shortly shall be yours.
Henry R.
I know how to heal
I know what to show
And what to conceal
I know when to talk
And I know when to touch
No-one ever die from wanting to much
The world is not enough
But it is such a perfect place to start...my love
And if you're strong enough
Together we can take the world apart...my love
People like us
Know how to survive
There's no point in living
If you can't feel the life
We know when to kiss
And we know when to kill
If we can't have it all
Then nobody will
{Bridge:}
(I...)I feel safe
(I...)I feel scared
(I...)I feel ready
(I...)And yet unprepared
The world is not enough
No nowhere near enough...
