Testo di Bleeder

Wander down to the broken shore The weight of one to many wars Another vision to ignore Apart from ardor Tied up hands A deeper water will expand A million dreams on the floor What next Another moon is gone Slipped by the fallen wilted sun I know, though i cannot run Pulled down by ordinary means A growing laughter in between I feel another day is done All movement ends The time it's gone Waves have no memory of the warmth And another day is done Apart from ardor Tied up hands A deeper water will expand And another day is done