4 acessos
The clouds lies frosen a sky of stone
I´m woundering why the wind is so cold
the ground lies silent and forever so
I´m woundering why the grass do not grow
The things I find I cant understand
our mother is dying, just trying to breath
supposed to fill the rest of my life
I´ll take you inside and close down for today
A well planned fake that takes me to high
I know what I see but it´s easy to lie
a mirror in front of you, it´s easy to see
just to be free, just to be me
A silent sea no deep mystery
A coldblood murder with no regrets
my soul remembers the death inside
still I wounder and still I cry
Sometimes
Sometimes I don´t know why
sometimes
sometimes I really understand
My emotions they´ll sing with the wind
My anger rage through the storm
My emotions they´ll sing with the wind
I´m bleeding my heat away