Time never stops and never forgives He carries us on and doesn’t care if we bleed ‘Cause he knows he’s the one Who shall cure the wound…
I just got used to you and you to me We just got trapped… into our little perfection…
There’s a forbidden fruit deep in my garden That even Eve wouldn’t dare to taste And I saw how Gods and Dogs bleed… But there’s a sickness turning into illusions Of promised lands we once would explore Something like a secret dimension Oblivion is called…
And as I stare into my future I see frozen summers and winters with no heart With you… and our little perfection…
A cell with burning bars and no conversation And a company of a wounded bird I see far away, far away from here A sea green, deep inside I am trapped And you sail your boat with a soft wind blowing And me on the bottom with no breath at all…
I just got used to you and you to me We just got trapped… into our little perfection…