Exile

Upon the hearts of hills
Whisper slowly
To my soul
The one I'm calling to
Is constricted by desire
Sunshine blaze
Memory fades
Freedom gaze
Night falls
Exile
Living a life of sin
Daydream
Fading away
Stab me with a knife
Talk to me to the end of the night
And I don't really care
If it's wrong or if it's right
I don't care about the sunrise
It only makes me sad
I shall catch the light
Cause there's no answer for what's right