And a drop wounds the water Yet the water heals soon This hurt feels so different Tiny scars that we cannot mend
We‘re the grapes of a dark wine In the garden of midnight These things beyond choosing They will keep us awake
Like a sky without bright stars Like stars without sky And the dreams we believed in Melting away in the snow
This is the time of the cannibals This is the time of the hooded face Lonely man with a sharpened sword In a time fully out of joint
This is a tunnel at the end of the light This is a road we must walk on our own somewhere These are the days when we have to hold On to life To live on
This is a storm with no beacon in sight This is a pain that will keep us alive tonight These are the days when we have to let go of all All we knew To stay sane
And you and I Each other’s chore Lone utopians Blind to all the precious sights
Burning every bridge To each and every bond Wielding our blunted swords In a time fully out of joint
This is a tunnel at the end of the light This is a sea we must sail on our own sometime These are the days when we have to hold On to hope To go on
This is a storm with no beacon in sight This is a loss that will keep us alive tonight These are the times when we all have to Close our eyes Look away Stay aliveTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.