Songtext von The Line Of Black Cars

The wind plays sweet elegies While seasons assimilate Strikes a gust of fatalism in the broad daylight And it comes across my skin It hardens my heart to let it in We slammed the doors to childhood echoing In the sleet we pass the line of black cars Forgotten that we lived today Erased chapter in history Garlands in the line of black cars Window view to the world we see Disposal site or a cemetery It’s a silly dream we are awaken to this world from Yet it’s adversary Endlessly flogging ourselves to sleep The unsung wailing in our arteries And slowly roams the line of black cars The fire in our hearts could flare But it’s a chance of rain today Stand solemn by the line of black cars And if this world would cease It’s clockwork could never revive Would we borrow time from eternity? The line of black cars roams endlessly The line of black cars roams desperately