Portraits and images are all that I need Just to blindfold what you foresee Your eyes burn straight in to me lovelessly I'll be ugly as you want me to be Let it go, After page one it ends A storyless, In pockets it bends
So help me plant the last seed that will ever grow Dream on. the last child that will ever know Endlessly, gazing to each other's eyes So easily, we're falling for each other's lies
How could I believe that a touch could revive me? Lost inside a memory tree A silence that holds to meaningless dreams As I shake your hands unwillingy Your pages are torn, your ink is dry The sweetest is bitter, the light's too bright When your rusty hands can turn no more Then, I'll think of you and I'll write
Carefully I'm turning a chapter away I can breath, it's not over yet I'm wasting away, with a pageless book I can forgive but I can't forget So ask yourself, Are you blissfully blind? Just ask yourself, I've made up my mind
So help me plant the last seed that will ever grow Dream on. the last child that will ever know Endlessly, gazing to each other's eyes So easily, we're falling for each other's lies
How could I believe that a touch could revive me? Lost inside a memory tree A silence that holds to meaningless dreams As I shake your hands unwillingy Your pages are torn, your ink is dry The sweetest is bitter, the light's too bright When your rusty hands can turn no more Then, I'll think of you and I'll write
Let it dissolve in rainy days The memory tree with terminal roots From day one I quit and gave in to looks Now I write
I'll write a new plot, one I can't regret A peaceful beginning, a sincere sunset I'll hold on to dreams I could never receive And live in a world learning to believe My pages are new, regrets undone And someone will live this after I'm gone Until the end, I will write