The fallen leaves shine all red and cover our broken feet,
standing cold and trapped into the ground
They'll bury ourselves in burning sands where dirt is clay,
And waiting at the crossroads of rise and collapse,
We're dead outside, but I am still alive.
We set the fire (We are lost) but i don't think you'll understand.
We waste our chance to redeem and I can't stop to shake my hands.
Nothing but dire but I'll be born from my ashes,
I'll try to hope for a better future.
You drive somewhere I belong
In empty spaces where I should have known
Because we are braving oceans.
You're back against the wall, wandering as ghost
Walking along this road, I'll be your guardian.
I'm growing old in empty lands,
I'm coming home across the sand.
Your broken faith forgives your lives, you're buried with your pride
Please open your eyes and please open your mind
I can't lie, bury myself and you won't reflect on my grave.
We set the fire (We are lost) but i don't think you'll understand.
We waste our chance to redeem and I can't stop to shake my hands.
Nothing but dire but I'll be born from my ashes,
I'll try to hope for a better future.
credits
from Colors You Can't See,
released September 17, 2015
Recorded, mixed and mastered by Hubert Mousseigne.
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