The Stream | |
How can I breathe beneath the ice surrounding my whole self | |
If my tears would only flow, just for a second | |
If I could break the walls apart which are built inside my heart | |
But the morning never comes | |
To welcome the light that stops me feeling cold and numb | |
To follow your hands that could lead me out, to start again | |
But the distance just increased whenever I tried to get away from this ... | |
Stream | |
I’m dispossessed of all beliefs | |
And I feel I’m dragged away again by this | |
Stream | |
I’m convalesced without relief | |
And I see the world in black again | |
I still can see the blurry stars, but they can’t really light the sky | |
I still hear voices from after like an endless whisper | |
If I could only trust my eyes | |
I ran out of goodbyes | |
But the morning never comes | |
To welcome the light that stops me feeling cold and numb | |
To follow your hands that could lead me out, to start again | |
But the distance just increased whenever I tried to get away from this ... | |
Stream | |
I’m dispossessed of all beliefs | |
And I feel I’m dragged away again by this | |
Stream | |
I’m convalesced without relief | |
And I see the world in black again | |
I tried to get away from this ... | |
Stream | |
I’m dispossessed of all beliefs | |
And I feel I’m dragged away again by this | |
Stream | |
I’m convalesced without relief | |
And I see the world in black again |
The Stream | |
How can I breathe beneath the ice surrounding my whole self | |
If my tears would only flow, just for a second | |
If I could break the walls apart which are built inside my heart | |
But the morning never comes | |
To welcome the light that stops me feeling cold and numb | |
To follow your hands that could lead me out, to start again | |
But the distance just increased whenever I tried to get away from this ... | |
Stream | |
I' m dispossessed of all beliefs | |
And I feel I' m dragged away again by this | |
Stream | |
I' m convalesced without relief | |
And I see the world in black again | |
I still can see the blurry stars, but they can' t really light the sky | |
I still hear voices from after like an endless whisper | |
If I could only trust my eyes | |
I ran out of goodbyes | |
But the morning never comes | |
To welcome the light that stops me feeling cold and numb | |
To follow your hands that could lead me out, to start again | |
But the distance just increased whenever I tried to get away from this ... | |
Stream | |
I' m dispossessed of all beliefs | |
And I feel I' m dragged away again by this | |
Stream | |
I' m convalesced without relief | |
And I see the world in black again | |
I tried to get away from this ... | |
Stream | |
I' m dispossessed of all beliefs | |
And I feel I' m dragged away again by this | |
Stream | |
I' m convalesced without relief | |
And I see the world in black again |
The Stream | |
How can I breathe beneath the ice surrounding my whole self | |
If my tears would only flow, just for a second | |
If I could break the walls apart which are built inside my heart | |
But the morning never comes | |
To welcome the light that stops me feeling cold and numb | |
To follow your hands that could lead me out, to start again | |
But the distance just increased whenever I tried to get away from this ... | |
Stream | |
I' m dispossessed of all beliefs | |
And I feel I' m dragged away again by this | |
Stream | |
I' m convalesced without relief | |
And I see the world in black again | |
I still can see the blurry stars, but they can' t really light the sky | |
I still hear voices from after like an endless whisper | |
If I could only trust my eyes | |
I ran out of goodbyes | |
But the morning never comes | |
To welcome the light that stops me feeling cold and numb | |
To follow your hands that could lead me out, to start again | |
But the distance just increased whenever I tried to get away from this ... | |
Stream | |
I' m dispossessed of all beliefs | |
And I feel I' m dragged away again by this | |
Stream | |
I' m convalesced without relief | |
And I see the world in black again | |
I tried to get away from this ... | |
Stream | |
I' m dispossessed of all beliefs | |
And I feel I' m dragged away again by this | |
Stream | |
I' m convalesced without relief | |
And I see the world in black again |