Memories (Of The Tragedienne)
In the tragic play
A marionette of the clock
Pages filled with a chronicle in blood
Scents and sights come back to me
My life in memories, makes me want to go
Try and hold on to what's left of all
The golden scenes I forever want to know
The curtains are lifted
Reveal a spectacle of rare
'Til the final act I am your tragic one
Soaring in the wind
Sounds - so transcendent
So faint and softly
Carries me above
Scents and sights...
A marionette of the clock
Pages filled with a chronicle in blood
Scents and sights come back to me
My life in memories, makes me want to go
Try and hold on to what's left of all
The golden scenes I forever want to know
The curtains are lifted
Reveal a spectacle of rare
'Til the final act I am your tragic one
Soaring in the wind
Sounds - so transcendent
So faint and softly
Carries me above
Scents and sights...
Credits
Writer(s): Erik Barthold
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