Soon, I'll see my own life. which once stood in front of my eyes. and I'm craving after restlessness.. Is this a sign of being dead?. . I'm running down an endless way.
Oh, to see the moon through her eyes. And to feel the sun the first time, no preconceptions. She looks at me and smiles as she stands. While clutching firm to my sandpaper hands, no imperfection.
Follow me,. be honestly. you were moaning in your dreams!. . Grab my hand. I'll set you free. to a place where paradise dwells!. . Be absent with me. your mind feels free.
I'll soon use my hands. To carve paths through this caged world. Locked up by them. I must hold my courage. Whether their kind will ever give. Whether in life they'll ever live.
Standing alone in a crowded room. He hears it. A voice so familiar, not unlike his own. He fears it. His name being called out from across the room. But he can't see.
I drank in my youth and had more than my share. I'd ask for forgiveness but I really don't care. Don't ask you to see me but for what I am. Was a dad for a while now just a lonely old man.
Can't fight this urge. I'm overwhelmed with anxiety. It's taking over me. . Can't calm my nerves. I just can't seem to stop this calamity. Will it be the death of me?.
[Music & lyrics - D. Ott]. . A face with no emotion. Lost in the television's glow. He's slipping into darkness. Not far from comatose. . With a bottle in his left hand.
The gray light of the morning. The blue-green of the sea. A leaf splashed with color. Falling from a tree. . The sparkle in a diamond. The fire of the sun.
I've been a hungry and holy man. Trapped between what i am. And want to be. I disowned my mind. And denied my heart. Inspiration set me free. Reklinde the fire.
Beyond breakin' waves she walked the shore. Thoughts diving down the ocean floor. The ocean flows like life, just like life. . Hope is not a thing that she inclines to take into confidence.
Not what I've done, not what I've spoken. Not what I've shown, not that I lied. Just holding on would render me broken. But weak as I am, my hands remain tied.
Some say it's better off this way. Now it's over. You say, "The future's looking gray. If it's over". . Yeah, there's sorrow as we break. But it's over.
This is the ending of an age,the closing of a chapter that. Was just beginning.... Battered senseless, this is not what you deserve. Stripped and left defenseless, this is not what you deserve.
How long can this anger last. Unenlightened with fist tightened. Explode and I run from the blast. My ears ringing, my face stinging. . And you push and pull me.
I think I bit my tongue today. No sign of blood but this taste won't go away. Even if a wound does heal. Its scar might never fade. . Unwelcome words can pierce.
You won't hear me laugh,you won't hear me cry. You won't even hear what I'm thinking. I can't even speak ,I'm too weak to try. Surprised I'm even still breathing.
How did we come to this?. When did we reach that fork in the road. That carried us from our home?. . Where did we go wrong?. How could we lose the words to our song.
I run my desperate trembling hands. Along the floor where you once walked. Fighting tears that come from loss. I brave the rooms where we once talked.