Paroles de Last Point Of Reference

Why do I read, read between the lines Create the ideal Interpret What's not there Time has passed, no sights have changed Misplaced pattern, rearrange The light, the end Mirage past, the moment is gone I slip, fear grips I fall back Time has past, no skies have changed Misplaced patterns, rearrange Will this be My last point of reference Go black My will Put to rest In darkness descend With a loss of control The next step is clear Suppressing what used to me I turn away