Is this a dream?
It"s not in essence
What it used to be
Stole the words
Of yesterday
Turned away
Yet felt the same
In every face a thing to want
When everything is what you can"t
Love
The seed that"s sown grows
And it rose in the garden
The seed that"s sown grows
A red rose in the garden goes
We feel it new soul
Of a hollow garden
Where nothing could grow
Was only stone and coal
Is this a life?
Tiny leaves
Cut on the family knife
Stormy words
That turn the clock
Ticks away
Then fakes a stop
Like every faith is a mirror above
We vanitized the message of love
It"s not in essence
What it used to be
Stole the words
Of yesterday
Turned away
Yet felt the same
In every face a thing to want
When everything is what you can"t
Love
The seed that"s sown grows
And it rose in the garden
The seed that"s sown grows
A red rose in the garden goes
We feel it new soul
Of a hollow garden
Where nothing could grow
Was only stone and coal
Is this a life?
Tiny leaves
Cut on the family knife
Stormy words
That turn the clock
Ticks away
Then fakes a stop
Like every faith is a mirror above
We vanitized the message of love