The tide is moving in how easy we forget You say you are my friend I haven’t seen it yet Cause something here’s not right The movement sways too tight Now something here’s gone wrong The taste strikes back too strong
I reach with care and wait hold flovers in my hand The moon comes falling down I resist to understand Cause something here’s not right To justify the fight The situation’s burnt With smells of hate and hurt
The rose has turned to stone The soul remains its own The rose has turned to stone The song remains alone
But something here’s not right The glove of rain spreads fright But nobody hears my call The stream of tears will fall