Oh, i´ll call you now
the backseat of my car is full of dust
and then i´ll empty the road
the fucking storms are raging on the waves.
The broken glass in my garden night
a thousand days are burst behind
i´m coming to, i´m coming to the graves.
I´m sinking the flood in the dry ghost light
and all i know is left tonight
the wood is rotten, your home is lost and scared
And you said….
Chorus:
And the pain is on their grace
and the statues are falling
and disappear…are grey in the shore
i dont fucking regret
You´re coming from the silent place
i know i´m lost there
but the future prays for all i want to save.
And the sun is colder now, cause your presence isn´t right
you´re swimming in the ice, i´ll find you tonight
and i describe your hands in my dear nightmares,
you´re buried in my dead mistakes.
I was lost in the middle of nowhere
but i can feel you tonight
all these words are falling to the voiceless night
Chorus:
And the pain is on their grace
and the statues are falling
and disappear…are grey in the shore
i dont fucking regret
you are coming from the silent place
i´m know i´m lost there
but the future prays for all i want to save...
in the older days
the older days
the older days
my fucking days.
