Void کے بول

Running around in circles with myself Running around in circles To keep up Running around in circles To fill this Running around in circles To live my Life to live The sands of time are soaking deep into my skin holding onto everything that consistency shouts loud Through You Promises last only shortly after boredom sifts through ashes Create the void, consumes all wandering, question all and none to give Passionate gleaming, nothing feels right, makes you wonder, why are we living? We all want to be loved My father, dear father You see my heart is on fire My father dear father and when you call my name I'll be waiting, yes I'll be waiting For you to hold me close And tell me that you love me.