This is an avalanche I can't escape
Hearts and the hope has run dry, but in the eyes the tide is rising
All of these diamonds has turned to ashes in my hands.
I've made ashes out of diamonds and rocks out of hearts.
Hope has run dry but among the memories, the tide is rising
Hearts and the hope has run dry, but in the eyes the tide is rising
All of these diamonds has turned to ashes in my hands.
I've made ashes out of diamonds and rocks out of hearts.
Hope has run dry but among the memories, the tide is rising