- Circles
Written by: Striving Vines
By the lost banks of affection she is swimming in the river of deception, why bother? Where do lovers go?
In the hands of gods of fashion in this place desolated from passion, I wonder, how can we go on?
Blindfolded as they walk, alone, with folded hands, the night so long, when your faith is gone, we lost our fairytales that night, reached the ending there's no pages left.
They'll be walking round circles.
- Somewhere I Used To Fly
Why can’t I fly
Fly like I flew when I was I child.
Why can’t I sleep
Sleep like I slept
Sleeping in my mother’s bed.
Now it seems so clear
Some things will never reappear.
- We Both Know
Was auch kommt, Babe, ich bleib' hier
Egal, was, ich beweis' dir
Deine Liebe, sie reicht mir
Erinner dich zurück
Hast gesagt, du willst nichts mehr
Außer mir, lange ist's her
Du bist weg, dir war's nichts wert
Die Paddel waren so klein hier