Leaves on dirt Two feet above the paths No signs left to trace all the way Into this illustration Across these beamed lanterns
Can't you hear? High above gather birds Centre the brightest choir Walk and rise from the dirt Warm hands of sunshine Caressed your cold visage Step from this angelic touch Into the shadows and the cursed
Can't trust the false light Nothing but freezing darkness inside Focus straight Concentrate
Under the branches Stems of my heart as dry The sky is covered Through comes flickering sunshine Don't fall on dismay Foresee your truest light May you relish the display Along this treatment of a fear, ignite
Even the dimmest light could reignite this heart My vision brightens me A new dreamlike world And I know...
I will not fall down to the leaf-bed of deathTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
