The phoenix is dying The flames that revive her are dead And the freedom of flying Is pushing us too far ahead But it's no use in crying The tears have long since been shed And the sunsets behind us Can only remind us Of sentences yet to be read
We must always remember The faces that line our rooms
Are the last dying embers Of people we left in their tombs But we couldn't condemn their Pathetic attempts to consume us So we just had to leave them As the ground underneath them Grinned widely predicting their dooms
The time is arriving When lovers will call out your name And the con-men are striving To infiltrate into your game And they know you're surviving And they know you're remaining the same As we look to each other Like sister to brother And our happiness bursts into flame
Now the beckoning finger That calls you and I to our fate Is still screaming don't linger Your questions may prove too late And the one lonesome singer Who's years have been sadness and hate Has gone with her lover To find things above her And resume life at some later date Has gone with her lover To find things above her And resume life at some later dateTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.