Walking a lonely road in the dark
A scent of rain
Under wings of a clouded sky
Is it a losing game
Running after pictures
Slowly slipping away
Trying to
Take hold of a memory
Do you remember days when forever
Had only just begun
You reach for the distance
And when you arrive
The distance is gone
Already gone
Withered roses in the rear view mirror
Fade away and rain came late
Was it all worth it
When its all been proven just an illusion
A distant memory for
Tomorrow in the palm of our hands
What's gonna be left
But a thorn without roses
Tomorrow in the palm of our hands
We're gonna take hold of a thorn
Of a thorn without a rose
A scent of rain
Under wings of a clouded sky
Is it a losing game
Running after pictures
Slowly slipping away
Trying to
Take hold of a memory
Do you remember days when forever
Had only just begun
You reach for the distance
And when you arrive
The distance is gone
Already gone
Withered roses in the rear view mirror
Fade away and rain came late
Was it all worth it
When its all been proven just an illusion
A distant memory for
Tomorrow in the palm of our hands
What's gonna be left
But a thorn without roses
Tomorrow in the palm of our hands
We're gonna take hold of a thorn
Of a thorn without a rose
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