The sky sheds elegeies As you pa** another cape A silent company On a way without repose Behind the dunes And the shifting sands of cinnamon A lost and lonely pavement Of unconquered sanctuaries Of untouched reveries echoing Like leftovers - dragged through time and memory Like leftovers - that live on as seasons pa** Like leftovers - never let you go And all that remains Is moulded in the last light of the setting sun And all that is retained Is nothing but an image without words And all that is means nothing anymore Not that it was Always beautiful Not that it was Something to hold dear But in the end it was Just another puzzled piece of you Now you're a martyr seeking nails To match those precious wounds Always looking back Looking back to something that you lack Like leftovers - that will never let you go Like leftovers - under the sky of a fallen paradise Like leftovers - never let you go And all that remains Is moulded in the last light of the setting sun And all that is retained Is nothing but an image without words And all that remains doesn't mean anything at all Like leftovers - dragged through time and memory Like leftovers - that do not speak no more Like leftovers - under the sky of a fallen paradise Like leftovers - that will never let you grown And all that remains Is moulded in the last light of the setting sun And all that is retained Is nothing but an image without words And all that remains can be folded in a purse