In the memory that time creates about this ephemeral ilusion of continuity we sign our sentence. It was the lie we believed in The trap we fell in and remained silent being accomplices of that failure that distance turns us impersonal and alien Alone and defeated on my knees, digging in the soil searching for that memory that I lost somewhere I wonder what became of us. What became of me? Lost among dust and remains I wonder, what became of us? What became of me? And the wind embraces me again, And in that dim instant I saw what eyes could never show it has all been a hoax Everything has been a lie There is nothingTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
