Song | Vendetta |
Artist | Sad Lovers and Giants |
Album | Feeding the Flame |
Turn with still haunted face | |
To the ghost in the water | |
Sentence dealt without trace | |
Silent rest in the water | |
Fears revolve round one theme | |
Smothered thoughts enter every dream | |
As cold hands stretch through the night | |
Their secret rests far from sight | |
I look up for the sky | |
Through the crowd on the pavement | |
Briefly draw passers by | |
Choose a cloud from the pavement | |
And though deceptively clean | |
No relief marks the final scene | |
As countless feet tread from sight | |
A stencilled shape chalked in white |