Comedy Is Over کے بول

Tongues of fire Catch up with the shadows Paintings whirling in a drowse Are like a passing wind Here I am Here I am Though I shouldn't be here I am and I am and I am and than I'm gone Oh my God Does this make sense Is this real Or is it my imagination -comedy is over- relief Jammed through my veins Sadness fades away When I disappear Disappear - in illusion My soul My mind My soul and mind Pass into silence I leave not to return Oh my God! Oh my God! Is this how it ends? Oh my God! Oh my God! Comedy is over [Solo: Mister] [Solo: Arek]