The_Flikk - Strings Lyrics

Every Summer that passes
Leaves darker stain on my soul
You'd just say
Accept to grow old
Well, doesn't it feel like
One step further apart?
Under the impressions of a spreading war
A struggling waiting for a clouded future
The dust in our pockets
Will survive us all
Was it our saturated selves?
Was it circumstances?
Structures come loose
Ties fall apart
Losing hold of life
Losing my respect
Every one that mattered replaced or vanished
The scope for action closes in
Every grain of sand has always had
A greater importance
The dust in our pockets
Will survive us all
Loads of dust
Burying my memory
Tons over tons over tons over tons
Pile up out of sight
Trenches too deep to
By far too deep to cross
Disengaged hated and forgotten
Disengaged hated and forgotten
Disengaged hated and forgotten
Disengaged hated and forgotten
Disengaged hated and forgotten
Disengaged hated and forgotten
Taking hope with no justification but still we do
Anyway slaves to nature
Anyway slaves to habits