Feeding the machine From this inner cage I made my body My son is staring at a sun that’s still to come But go figure it all, was it worth searching far beyond?
Scratching the surface From this inner grave I built my country My love, i finally found the one I belong to But go figure it all, was it worth waiting for so long?
To become the stone...?
Follow me here, I’m on my way back (home) Crimson, we’ve become the stone and time may come See the man I’ve become And follow the child inside until he’s grown up Before he goes away
Memories and expectations All is moving in so similar ways Small rooms or huge surroundings There’s no use when you are the missing
I think I’m getting used to – the fear of getting used to you I think we’re getting used to – the fear of living for two
Follow me here I’m on my way back home or then bury me here or take my hand back stronger… Follow me here I’m on my way back home, you can bury me here or take my hand back stronger…Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
