12 acessos
Anonymous shadows
Arousing me…
Fading borders
Running over me…
Footsteps in the distance…
Many or a few?
Midnight strolls a linger
In a fortnight they're due
chorus:
The lighthouse in the distance
Paints a picture of a fool
Past, present, future
They form the only rule
Duality of the soul
Adored illusions
surrounding me
Twisted memories
Sympathise with me
A smile in the mirror
Mine, or fake reality?
Why, o why me?
chorus:
The lighthouse in the distance
Paints a picture of a fool
Past, present, future
They form the only rule
Duality of the soul