Song | Sisyphean |
Artist | The Fall of Every Season |
Album | From Below |
Download | Image LRC TXT |
Searched without his eyes, | |
behind the sun. | |
Kept wandering hopelessly. | |
From time he could never run. | |
Still this place had silence. | |
His moment of warmth. | |
This place, a mere mirror | |
with filters he wished could last. | |
The mirror always walked away. | |
Regained sight was to come. | |
Day's sleep was the only relief, | |
but still he came treasureless home. |