There's no more wind to be found In the sails Hands full of falling stars And comet tails Rivers of sand All entwined through my hands To know what they've seen Well my burden's all pale
I'll make an hourglass from my fingers I know I'm only passing through
I don't want to pretend That I'm stronger for it all I don't want to pretend That the sadness is gone 'Cause I want to know that I'm steady on my feet I don't want to pretend So be shrill, be real to me
There's no respite to be found In the waves Источник teksty-pesenok.ru Each rise and retreat will scrub the blood away
I'll make an hourglass from my fingers I know I'm only passing through
I don't want to pretend That I'm stronger for it all I don't want to pretend That the sadness is gone 'Cause I want to know that I'm steady on my feet I don't want to pretend So be shrill, be real to me
I don't want to pretend That I'm stronger for it all I don't want to pretend that the sadness is gone I don't want to pretend That I'm stronger for it all I don't want to pretend that the sadness is gone 'Cause I want to know that I'm steady on my feet I don't want to pretend So be shrill, be real to me