BURN, THE CURE feat. Lady IX Brandon Lee Dream the crow black dream

, thecure, robertsmith , thecrow, gothic This film should never have been remade. There was no need to. You will probably say the same about the Cure s score music that was already perfect, but I still enjoy humming to things I love. A paradox. Every time I see your face, Brandon Lee, I weep inside like a graveyard tombstone in the rain. Don t look don t look the shadows breathe Whispering me away from you Don t wake at night to watch her sleep You know that you will always lose This trembling Adored Tousled bird mad girl But every night I burn But every night I call your name Every night I burn Every night I fall again Oh don t talk of love the shadows purr Murmuring me away from you Don t talk of worlds that never were The end is all that s ever true There s nothing you can ever say Nothing you can ever do Still every night I burn Ever