Can't climb to heaven on the cross
One big promise drained the blood from my heart
Came a message in the dark
Offered the hand of a disembodied man
While I still had the chance
Now it's gone, gone
And I am who I am
Who I was I will never be again
Running out of sand
I stare at my reflection to the bone
Blurred eyes look back at me
Full of blank sympathy
So, so close
Right roads not taken, the future's forsaken
Dropped like a fossil in stone
Now it's gone, gone
And I am who I am
Who I was I will never come again
Running out of sand
A drunk octopus wants to fight
Fearful of dreams, there'll be no sleep tonight
Fine at dinner, dead by dessert
Victim or witness, we're gonna get hurt
A fragile existence, with echoes of wrath
I can't stop the bleeding nor the tears from thine eye
There's another around somewhere with much better lives
And God is our witness but he won’t testify
Oh now it's gone, gone
And I am who I am
Who I could've been I'll never have the chance
Running out of sand
.png?attredirects=0){kind=icon}
Εγγραφή σε:
Αναρτήσεις (Atom)
