My Transparent Heart
Quelle: Spotify
I am not what I believed to be
My face is the grimace of a drowning ghost, submerged by memories
My orbits look hollow and blank. My chest is reigned by autumns breath
Hosting nothing but the shards of barkless ebonies
All these embodied shapes seem like strangers to me now
Thieves that stole my yout won't hurt me again
Ranked like mute sentinels, set in naive reveries
Your chants are the cries of a thousand dying birds
Your rigid javelins in my side I wear and on my back a grove of willows appears;
Withered and parched, each with a hollow trunk
For as long as I am able to save my transparent heart
I won't let you ruin the most precious part of me
The pattering of the rain is the soundtrack of my life
I am a lone wolf. Survivor or beast? But I have never been companionless
When I cried there was someone who cried with me
When I lost there was someone who lost with me
We were comrades in misfortune, hurt companions for a lifetime
Late at night we're driving through this town. Together, but both alone
I looked into her eyes and saw nothing but dying dreams
Suddenly she grabbed my hand and I could feel her cold fingers around mine
We drove right through the middle of the storm, me and my best friend, named solitude
The eyes saw an empty street. Our shivering bodies felt two silent hearts
The wind sent us some yellow leaves and what we got was a blue sky
A story about rain. A story about the whirling sky
A story about dreams and struggle and this neverending longing for freedom
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