- cifra
Sink like a stone
Hear no sound
Time stood still
Enter the void
Leave no trace
Of where you've been
Never thought you'd understand
The years are slipping out of your hand
All we ever wanted to be
Is floating in the emerald sky
Our skeletons remain
Under a neon noon
Hands turn to dust
Psychic waves
Fill the air
All what we have
Is what we've done
To what we had
Never thought you'd understand
The years are slipping out of your hand
All we ever wanted to be
Is floating in the emerald sky
Our skeletons remain
Under a neon noon
Sink like a stone
Hear no sound
Time stood still
All we have
Is what we've done
To what we had
