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April Fools
03:07
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The first time
I only lost a dream
On the verge of
My next nightmare
So I was relieved
Because I believed
To have found
A friend in you
This time loss
Settles in my gut
As I do the things
I hate the most
When it’s worse for wear
And how much I care
Is making me
Into a fool
I never thought these words
A gift that you deserve
So what is left to choose
Now that April fools?
At a time
We almost fell apart
‘Cause we lacked
The right translation
But the things we say
Are now in the gray
And silence
Speaks for itself
So it’s time
For me to decide
I will not throw
Another tantrum
‘Cause the words I’d say
Would just waste away
Dead feelings
Bid me farewell
I never thought these words
A gift that you deserve
So what is left to choose
Now that April fools?
So, really, what is left to choose?
What is left to choose but to loose?
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2. |
Twain
03:52
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The hole where you should have been
Will always be a part of me
I had forgotten about you
But nothing could take your place
Now I find myself thinking
Of what it would have been like
To have known you and had you
By my side in my dark times
The music in my ears
The streets to which I adhere
The fragments I hold dear
I wish that we could have shared them
I’ve been giving away my love
Even when it was not enough
Cause I can’t stand the silence
Of nothing left to find
There’s always been this feeling
Of never getting what I want
And the ever haunting sadness
Of leaving someone behind
When I was a dumb kid
I was glad to be the only one
Now I yearn for all the years
We could have been strong
The music in my ears
The streets to which I adhere
The fragments I hold dear
I wish that we could have shared them
I wish I had met you
I wish we were close
I wish for the playgrounds
Of youthful repose
I wish we had grown
Through better or worse
Together in face of
The roads we traverse
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