Besedila: Declan De Barra. Johanna.

Two lovers in a star crossed boat
Dragge down by the red hand that seeks to choke
Two books lying side by side
All pages blackened from a secret fire

Johanna i'm sorry
I never helped you.
Johanna I'm sorry,
there was nothing I could do

One hand wanders where the other has gone
THe phantom pain is still singing the saddest of songs.
Ink fallsbut the words come out hurt
Red stain remains where the shadow of you once stood

And i'm hoping
And i'm hoping
And i'm hoping
You're ok,
That you got away,
That you safe today,
That you somehow remember me.