I didn’t think it was so special to see the horizon around the black.
Will we get married before we die ?
There’s no longer faith in the light.
Only whispers from the dark roads, no one can reach.
I’m still looking for someone or Something you missed,
May we live without any lies ?
I do believe nothing lasts forever,
For broken hearts, Streets are heavy with secrets,
Now I’m getting old, mine is heavy with sorrow,
I was told not to open my eyes anymore.
The things we did today already belong to the past,
Every single day we wrote is erased by the blue.
Ink’s running down along your doubt my friend.
It could put out the fire and make it die out forever.