When does life become death, and death become life? It’s a fine line – one I can’t see even if I squint my eyes
If the soul can rise up and live again Why is it I just don’t remember?
Feels like I’ve been here before Looked in the window, but never opened the door All of my visions have gone black Now I’m trying to find my way back
To another life In a time when the mysteries were told To another life In a world full of shadows, behold I’m moving soul to soul Soul to soul
When does art imitate life, and life become art? It’s a hard line and crossing over is my only desire
If I have walked this Earth before Why is it I just can’t remember
Feels like I’ve been here before Peered in the window, but never opened the door All of my visions fade black Now I’m trying to find my way back
To another life In a time when the mysteries were told To another life In a world full of shadows, behold I’m moving soul to soul Soul to soul
And now it fels like I’ve been here before Looked in the window, but never opened the door All of my visions have gone black Now I’m trying to find my way back
To another life In a time when the mysteries were told To another life In a world full of shadows, behold I’m moving soul to soul Soul to soulTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
