On and on I seem to wander, Down this road I've tread many times before. No longer can recall the reason why I'm here, Purpose unclear.
Memories blur, one like another, Losing count of all the years left behind. Everything's turned to grey, the light has go away, Joy in decay.
Long ago, there was a time this wasn't so. Dreams, they were so real, Sensations you could feel. Innocence, each day a new experience, Open eyes and endless skies.
But the cold advance of time, Tarnishes the brightest jewel. When the rush is gone, The same old song is sung over and over again.
*Chorus* Why, the fire has died, Passion crucified, Not a spark can ignite, To this cynical view, Captivated, now worn and jaded. Oh, the flowers, they fade, What has cast this shade? All the colors unmade, So the winds of time blow, Plans created are devastated.
Grass beneath my fingers. A fragrant breeze, A distant dream, Enshrined in my memory.
Those day I can't recreate, only consecrate. Its always been too late. The hole that is left inside, Nothing can refill. Not a drug or thrill, Poor replacements for what never will, Be captured again.
(Repetition, days on end, Time is passing, wearing thin. All excitement wither, wanes, As everything becomes mundane. Foolish young naivety, Hopes and dreams are lead astray. Disenchanted, spent and warn, A jaded mind, weary of life.)
*Chorus*
Oh, they're dying, The flowers fade and all the colors unmade.Teksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
