The Stream
How can I breathe beneath the ice surrounding my whole selfIf my tears would only flow, just for a secondIf I could break the walls apart which are built inside my heart
But the morning never comesTo welcome the light that stops me feeling cold and numbTo follow your hands that could lead me out, to start againBut the distance just increased whenever I tried to get away from this...
StreamI'm dispossessed of all beliefsAnd I feel I'm dragged away again by thisStreamI'm convalesced without reliefAnd I see the world in black again
I still can see the blurry stars, but they can't really light the skyI still hear voices from after like an endless whisperIf I could only trust my eyesI ran out of goodbyes
But the morning never comesTo welcome the light that stops me feeling cold and numbTo follow your hands that could lead me out, to start againBut the distance just increased whenever I tried to get away from this...
StreamI'm dispossessed of all beliefsAnd I feel I'm dragged away again by thisStreamI'm convalesced without reliefAnd I see the world in black again
I tried to get away from this...
StreamI'm dispossessed of all beliefsAnd I feel I'm dragged away again by thisStreamI'm convalesced without reliefAnd I see the world in black again