Letra de Traces

A sense of place, a sense of waste, don't know how this can be... The silence that envelops me, whispers something, subtly Exhale and change the atmosphere They've left a trace of their fear... How could something like this have happened in a place like this? Such mindless violence.. The surroundings hold their secrets How could something like this have happened in a place like this? A new day is here, but there's a trace of yesterday Here the trees can speak, in voices weak that suggest a tale of pain Of tears shed in the pouring rain... But at that, they halt their sad refrain Look up, at the vault of starts and the calming harvest moon A witness to the unspeakable, and easily repeatable Cry out to change the atmosphere Some kind of presence is here... How could something like this have happened in a place like this? Such mindless violence.. The surroundings hold their secrets How could something like this have happened in a place like this? A new day is here, but there's a trace of yesterday Red wine spilled on the carpet - we can clean it up Tracks left on the beach that the tides wash away Footprints dug deep in the snow - they'll melt away But what can wash the stain away from this place? A new day is here There are traces of yesterday This place is stained - what will it take to wash them away