Из альбома: To Last Innocent Faces

I'm Sitting in my dark room,
only with my memories.
I know well all these moments,
many of forgotten tragedies.
I'm waiting in my dark room only with my my chari's cracking.
I hear every little noises,
but I'm not scared now of anything.

I'm listening my old clocl.
Tick-tack, these sounds calm me down.
The hands are running around now
faster than I've ever seen.
I try to open my eyes,
I try to let the sun inside.
But twilight's stronger this time
and holds my eyelids down.

I can't move from this place
cause thousands of hands grab my shoulder.
Doesn't matter however I try,
the twilight keeps me even stronger.
I try to catch your hand,
the only things that could pull me over
But you can't see my holding arms,
cause the twilight keeps you even stronger.

I'm sitting in my twilight-room
without my memories.
I can't remember any moments,
I've no forgotten tragedies.
I'm waiting in my dark room,
my chair now disappears.
I don't hear now any noises,
and I'm getting scared now of everything.

I try to listen my clock
but the tick-tack sounds are fading away.
The hands are running back on his face
slower than my tired brain.
Now I can open my eyes
and I let the sun in relieved.
The Twilight's stronger than me,
but nothing can hold me down.

I can't move from this place
cause thousands of hands grab my shoulder.
Doesn't matter however I try,
the Twilight keeps me stronger.
I try to catch your hand,
the only thing that could pull me over
But you can't see my holding arms,
cause the twilight keeps you even stronger.

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