Out on the road there are fireflies circling Deep in the woods, where the lost souls hide Over the hill there are men returning Trying to find some peace
Heal myself, a feather on my heart Look inside, there never was a start Peel myself, dispose of severed skin All subsides, around me and within There
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I can't see the meaning of this life I'm leading I try to forget you as you forgot me This time there is nothing left for you to take This is goodbye
In the corner beside my window There hangs a lonely photograph There is no reason I'd never notice A memory that could hold me back There is a wound
There's nobody here, there's nobody near I try not to care, dead eyes always stare Let these matters be, don't trust what you see Take hold of your time
Blank face in the windowpane Made clear in seconds of light Disappears and returns again Counting hours, searching the night Might be waiting for someone
Found you there in the blink of an eye I miss you Turned away into a thousand dreams You've found out what they mean Lost you there in a moment of truth
: Blank face in the windowpane Made clear in seconds of light Disappears and returns again Counting hours, searching the night Might be waiting for
: I can't see the meaning of this life I'm leading I try to forget you as you forgot me This time there is nothing left for you to take, this is goodbye
: Heal myself-a feather on my heart Look inside-there never was a start Peel myself-dispose of severed skin All subsides-around me and within There'
: There's nobody here, there's nobody near I try not to care, dead eyes always stare Let these matters be, don't trust what you see Take hold of your
: In the corner beside my window There hangs a lonely photograph There is no reason I'd never notice A memory that could hold me back There is
: Found you there in the blink of an eye (I) miss you Turned away into a thousand dreams Found out what they mean Lost you there in a moment of
: Out on the road there are fireflies circling Deep in the woods, where the lost souls hide Over the hill there are men returning Trying to find some
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Heal myself-a feather on my heart Look inside-there never was a start Peel myself-dispose of severed skin All subsides-around me and within There's
