Song | Arriving As The Dark |
Artist | Excalion |
Album | Waterlines |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
作曲 : Myllyvirta, Vaaja | |
How different are the doors and walkways when it's dark outside | |
The sounds and memories appear to twist and turn the mind | |
The rainy days have gone on far too long to be recalled | |
I crossed a line | |
And now it's time | |
For another night | |
Looking for me | |
Behind the windowpane | |
The phantom face | |
Words seem to be in vain | |
Looking for me | |
Arriving as the dark | |
The shadowy | |
Dream-thing who bears a scarred mark | |
How different are the minds and mind-plays when it's dark inside | |
I get the strongest boards to block all of my windows tight | |
The walls around me rise as ramparts, make me safe and sound | |
And still I'm far | |
Further from home | |
Than ever before |
zuo qu : Myllyvirta, Vaaja | |
How different are the doors and walkways when it' s dark outside | |
The sounds and memories appear to twist and turn the mind | |
The rainy days have gone on far too long to be recalled | |
I crossed a line | |
And now it' s time | |
For another night | |
Looking for me | |
Behind the windowpane | |
The phantom face | |
Words seem to be in vain | |
Looking for me | |
Arriving as the dark | |
The shadowy | |
Dreamthing who bears a scarred mark | |
How different are the minds and mindplays when it' s dark inside | |
I get the strongest boards to block all of my windows tight | |
The walls around me rise as ramparts, make me safe and sound | |
And still I' m far | |
Further from home | |
Than ever before |
zuò qǔ : Myllyvirta, Vaaja | |
How different are the doors and walkways when it' s dark outside | |
The sounds and memories appear to twist and turn the mind | |
The rainy days have gone on far too long to be recalled | |
I crossed a line | |
And now it' s time | |
For another night | |
Looking for me | |
Behind the windowpane | |
The phantom face | |
Words seem to be in vain | |
Looking for me | |
Arriving as the dark | |
The shadowy | |
Dreamthing who bears a scarred mark | |
How different are the minds and mindplays when it' s dark inside | |
I get the strongest boards to block all of my windows tight | |
The walls around me rise as ramparts, make me safe and sound | |
And still I' m far | |
Further from home | |
Than ever before |