Borrowed Theme - Kaskade

I used to shine the perfect borrowed light

It wasn’t mine and it was taking over night

Shame traces the edges of your face

Fully lit, independent of this place

Old enough to see

How diamond wedding rings

Has counterfeited things

I’ve been borrowed

Shame on me

My muse is gone, forsaken of the theme

No motto now--no cradle, no dream

Bathed with a soft, embezzled light

Six feet below an idealistic love

But I still want these things

Flighted childhood dreams

As foolish as they seem

I’ve been taken

Shame on me

I used to shine

It wasn’t mine

Shame, shame, shame

Fully lit

Now only sweet little wishful things

Are bound and gagged, tied up in different strings

No living castles up in the sky

Following unbothered clouds go by

And I’ve been taken

Shame on me

But I still want these things

Flighted childhood dreams

As foolish as they seem

I’ve been taken

Shame on me