Besedila: Still Life. Burning Like The Bridges Behind Us.

I find myself in our insignificance and I'm just afraid I might never understand myself. Something in my mind needs my heart to find something real. To walk some more before I'm down... I won't stay down. This struggle has just begun... I see a smiling face through this thick glass wall. Bring my heart down. Through my hands to watch them fall. I swear I'll watch them fall. While the colors fade. And the feelings rage for the need to be loved inside us all. So tell me how your callousness made you strong. And a love measured by the size of the scars. Does the dream of self worth twist you inside? Does the emptiness of this room spin your mind? Relentlessly I strive... falling short. Falling in love. Explode. This is your time. Tear away and scream out. This is your time. Your are not alone. We are not