Paroles de Millstone

Hold still, it swiftly passes Innocence Tread fast on known paths And be firm Strangeness is my grace Remain silent Solace, a comfort we embrace Remembrance shattered to pieces In this old bent frame Sketches of a visionary mind Tainted and washed out A fresh breath to inhale Kaleidoscope Reveal the pinnacle Of what's deep down Buried by numbers The huntsman chased down With his back turned to the wall The summit Climb it Watch the colors blend While you fall down It all fades to grey Flesh and bone Take this moment to remember When you gaze behind a corner, Another one awaits Such a horror to break it down This place is blank to begin with Hold still, it swiftly passes Innocence Tread fast on known paths And be firm Strangeness is my grace Remain silent Flesh and bone Take this moment to remember Your name