He spots me in the dead of night,
Underneath the willow tree...
Strong and silent knight
He is always caring...
My knees collapse
i hit the ground...
For any man who
wishes to chase the sun...
We have a fixed fantasy
That we can't escape of...
To get inside all you need is a key
But you see, the key, is deep down deep...
Find the thoughts of mine,
Thinking over small cynical...
(hey...yesterday I've written a new song...)
I look at the clock, it's midnight...
Dance with me
this dance of death...
There gallop the valiant knights
Their banners stream behind as robust kites...
The tree, it fell on all the people
Holding the young below them...
The light is dim here.
Screams are heard in the distance...