A Rotterdam November. Unraveling Of A Tragedy. Zeneszám
I'm looking at a mirror. Tears roll down my face.
Two dark eyes stare back at me, they tell the story
of a past I can't erase.
God, I come before you. My life is shattered glass.
I wish I had more for you, but unfortunately, this is
all I've got left.
Chorus:
I can't let go, no I cannot forgive, I hate the man
living inside my skin. In bloody fields and dirty
hands many more tragedies lie within.
I'd rather feel pain, just to feel again. It's been so long, I actually don't remember how much my
chains weigh.
I may be breathing, but don't for once think I'm
alive. I may have even dreamed once, but all trace
of that is gone from inside my eyes.
Chorus
Bridge:
Do you think you could send the rain, to wash me
clean, turn the battlefields green again.
I can't let go, no I cannot forgive, I hate the man
living inside my skin. In bloody fields and dirty
hands many more miracles lie within.
(Thanks to Pam for these lyrics)
Two dark eyes stare back at me, they tell the story
of a past I can't erase.
God, I come before you. My life is shattered glass.
I wish I had more for you, but unfortunately, this is
all I've got left.
Chorus:
I can't let go, no I cannot forgive, I hate the man
living inside my skin. In bloody fields and dirty
hands many more tragedies lie within.
I'd rather feel pain, just to feel again. It's been so long, I actually don't remember how much my
chains weigh.
I may be breathing, but don't for once think I'm
alive. I may have even dreamed once, but all trace
of that is gone from inside my eyes.
Chorus
Bridge:
Do you think you could send the rain, to wash me
clean, turn the battlefields green again.
I can't let go, no I cannot forgive, I hate the man
living inside my skin. In bloody fields and dirty
hands many more miracles lie within.
(Thanks to Pam for these lyrics)
A Rotterdam November
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