Growing apart In existential monotony At a slow pace. Meanwhile an unruffled And together sinister mantra Stuns and dazes My senses, Like the sound of waves That caress indented cliffs Which gets along With seagulls homilies. Isolated from everyone and Everything. My heartbeat works like An old broken clock, Whose hands slowness Is launching My way to one other Agonizing Day. A strange clangor, Then a start And finally silence. Am I supposed to be free One of these days? There isn’t any reason To rest here eternally If not that I’m scared By myself. Darkness overcomes In early morning. Growing apart In existential monotony At a slow pace. Meanwhile an unruffled And together sinister mantra Stuns and dazes My senses, Like the sound of waves That caress indented cliffs Which gets along With seagulls homilies. And even if the road Is almost desert, I’m tasting My last moments Because Only A skid Separates me From my end. I carved your name On my arms Looking for a way out of here... Here, where every tomorrow Seems too far away! It's too late To save Me. Only Death Will be Able To share Our Roads. Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa. |
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