I’ve been here before My shadows still roaming this place I’ve seen it before, the open door
I have been here before The alley where memories stray Through fences and thorns, A gateway to myself
I sense the space, the smell of rust and mould The sound in the air so familiar Every step a quest so vague
Far away from anywhere Without guide, no soul in sight Following this barren path, the ages pass Far away from this petty dreams And busy schemes But into wastelands of dignity calling me
This noble mossy doorstep No footprints have adorned This place so lost untouched for ages The wet and dropping jutty watering my face From dusty lattice windows The scent of years escapes
Entering this treasure I have found Gurgling and creeky it will sound Dead for this world Alive for my soul to breathe again
The beauty of decay Remains of misery Witnessing from corners around The stories of loss and fate I merge with calm and peace Inside these walls of misery Sheltered by the spirits around My mind will be set free
Abode of my soul Neglected, past remedy Surrounded by this tangled mess Of yellowed worn memories
I have been here before Abandoned this place in haste Never trusted that luring door Revealing the upper floor
Climbing up the stairs to the unknown Confrontating memories will be found Left by this world Delight for my soul A son is coming homeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
