Greyen - MergingMoon

Those days have gone grey

There´s no sharpness nor sound behind them

I´m scared of this crowd

I feel as if I had a trip to an island

Give those back to me

Oh yes I mean my coloured pictures

With the sound

Something is torn

Something is torn apart

Something related to my future

I wish to go back in time

I´m stuck in here

I live with a backward ticking clock

The things I see

The things I touch

All of the cruel clocks in the world

Tick them away

I must someday

Forget today

One last reason why I can’t stop loving you

The things I see

The things I touch

All of the cruel clocks in the world

Tick them away

I must someday

Forget today

One last reason why I can’t stop loving you

In my hands

In my view

There´s nothing meaningless

Cos I´ll grasp new sand

In my hands

In my view

There´s no knowing that what colour I had

There´s no knowing that what colour I had

Repetition of destruction and creation

Is the phenomenon called «the time going by»

Sayonara to you today

Just to see you tomorrow again

I thought I was walking in deep woods

What have gone to gray is my memories

And the dead trees around

I thought I was walking in deep woods

I realized they are grey for me

To see the brilliant colours of spring

Everything will pass

Everything is passing you

Everything

Is

Passing

You

Give those back to me

Oh yes I Mean my coloured

Pictures with the sound

Something is torn

Something is torn apart

Something related to my future

The things I see

The things I touch

All of the cruel clocks in the world

Tick them away

I must someday

Forget today

One last reason why I can’t stop loving you

The things I see

The things I touch

All of the cruel clocks in the world

Tick them away

I must someday

Forget today

One last reason why I can’t stop loving you

What to see is colour of spring

I would love to have them grey

What to see is colour of spring

I would love to have them grey