Из альбома: A Long March: The First Recordings
Yeah
How could I ever go back (ever go back)
Back to the life
Where I live amongst the dead (dead)
How could I go back
To live amongst the dead
Those who have forgotten how to feel (how to feel)
And have become slaves (become slaves) to memory
And wishful thinking
But Your love has set me free
As You've awakened every star
That has been sleeping
In the constellation of my soul
[x2]
How could I go back
How could I go back
To live amongst the dead
Amongst the dead
[x2]
How could I go back
To live amongst the dead
Those who imprisoned beauty
I never want to leave Your arms
So I wait in hope for Your embrace
For Your embrace
I wait in hope for Your embrace
I wait in hope for Your embrace
Yeah
Illusions of what I thought was love
Illusions of what I thought was love
Now I have clear sight
To see I've left nothing behind