Torn between where the green and gold live
Phantom limb itching on my skin
Torn between where the green and gold live
Restless dream
Ghost of days gone by
As Fall turns and drowns in doubt where grey rain spoils fine grain
Spring stares, waves back in silence and brutes diamonds down the drain
Hollow flame dead cold wrapped up in silk
What's burnt shines more than what's lit ever will
Hollow flame dead cold wrapped up in silk
Remaining still
Where fierce currents collide
Will the rain be gone with the wind once I breathe it in?
As Fall turns and drowns in doubt where grey rain spoils fine grain
Spring stares, waves back in silence and brutes diamonds down the drain
Summer breeze calms the fields where the ones I once held now walk free
Summer breeze calms the fields where I've learnt to live and breathe
As Fall turns and drowns in doubt where grey rain spoils fine grain
Spring stares, waves back in silence and brutes diamonds down the drain
As Fall turns and drowns in doubt where grey rain spoils fine grain
Spring stares, waves back in silence and brutes diamonds down the drain