Fake Flowers Lyrics

Waiting the time
Searching for A chance
To show
Their merits
For themselves
They Grieve
Of the birds
The envy
Going
Their way
Blindly following
Their priest
Made them believe
In one idea
One dream
Utopia
Blind fate
Blind multitude
Lost the will
To live
Quietly, In fear drudging of the lie
Waiting for the time when
From the dream they will wake up
To find a truth which
Will give them back the light
Waiting, Watching, Hearing, Breathing
I`m searching for a reason
To think I`m Different
In order not to resemble them
From near and far
With short steps
I`m chasing You
I can`t See
I Hear
I Know you`re there
I Feel
This bitter Taste
Cloth flowers
You`re bringing
Nobody Would believe
Dark
Silence
Endless Thoughts
Taking me back
Covered by memories
Torn by the question
If the priest of blindness
Could See