With a dark and dazing space around
we used to watch the moonless sky
and dream of all the good and proud
where all the visions filled with momentum lie.
It's coming close it crawls upon our back.
Extension grows beyond control
while garbage starts collecting flight.
But at least this future fright threatens us all
Through the fears so dear to us.
Watching with a future's gaze
faces that I used to know
on the road that scars our ignorance, but we can't see.
“Is this something?"
so he said,
"The summer died - a winter's d**h."
Is it worth it can't you see that skin and blood died easily
“Is this something?"
so he said,
"The summer died - a winter's d**h."
Is it worth it can't you see that skin and blood died easily
Between the falling leaves that I see we're walking slowly
not paying attention, I'm only listening to our soft voices
Then, in the middle of our conversation I kind pf have a vision
but it's mainly fueled by my wishes to hear the hearts of my friends
we used to watch the moonless sky and dream,
visions filled with momentum lie.
We lied you down and walked away, waited.
I'm not coming home today.