Moving away from so much pain, trying to find peace of mind. Drifting slowly away in a euphoric daze, the mist is clearing, we're breathing.
A respite from the negative entities, two lonely people stalked by shadows. The fun and the laughter of yesterdays becomes evident again, we're living.
We're on Wood Lane, it's a lonely place, but our concience feels we're not alone. An old man watches the world go by in another time, sitting in the ruins of the hopes and dreams he'd left behind.
Seeing is believing, hoping our friends will come. Opened for receiving and mesmerized in winter's sun.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
