Short Cuts
Short Cuts
hands trembling
rusting veins
feverish dreams
i see myself from above
bitter cold
frozen tears
all love / brings fear
we had nothing / we had nothing to fear
the world was silent
a whisper, load rc.heaven
skies burning
still keep your dreams alive
civilized, pixelized
tumbling down, hitting rock
smashed down
hammered down
it'll heal
it'll never heal
shine shimmer autumn day
a broken steel wing
structures folding
it will never it will never be ok
nothing here is for real
nothing here is for real and that's a great relief to me
all things are lies to me
get high and you will see
it's the the missing key
to understand it all
and the empty fame
from a written name
you see
all the pictures
made to look the same
a lingering presence
memories' essence
strangled cries
hands tied
it's your last time
never did it but now it's done
it was love that i felt for you
it was love, not hate, that is true
soothing darkness
open eyes
the room expanding
to its infinite size
let it go, let it be
break your shackles now
and live free
a ladder shaped from dreams
all smoke or so it seems
an arch made of marble flesh
its architecture blindingly perfect
a smell and taste ever so fresh
brings me to the surface
me and myself
blind for everything else
hands trembling
rusting veins
feverish dreams
i see myself from above
bitter cold
frozen tears
all love / brings fear
we had nothing / we had nothing to fear
the world was silent
a whisper, load rc.heaven
skies burning
still keep your dreams alive
civilized, pixelized
tumbling down, hitting rock
smashed down
hammered down
it'll heal
it'll never heal
shine shimmer autumn day
a broken steel wing
structures folding
it will never it will never be ok
nothing here is for real
nothing here is for real and that's a great relief to me
all things are lies to me
get high and you will see
it's the the missing key
to understand it all
and the empty fame
from a written name
you see
all the pictures
made to look the same
a lingering presence
memories' essence
strangled cries
hands tied
it's your last time
never did it but now it's done
it was love that i felt for you
it was love, not hate, that is true
soothing darkness
open eyes
the room expanding
to its infinite size
let it go, let it be
break your shackles now
and live free
a ladder shaped from dreams
all smoke or so it seems
an arch made of marble flesh
its architecture blindingly perfect
a smell and taste ever so fresh
brings me to the surface
me and myself
blind for everything else
Credits
Writer(s): Hans Aakerman
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