In the Dark
The autumn night out shined the sun
Worlds collide, align above
The warmest smile, a captive gaze
The semblance of the fallen age
Throughout years their fates long passed
No melodies within the tones
No poetry in letters
"Breath for you. Die for you"
They say all things; in time will come to end
In absence of sound. The songs will play no more
As time comes undone, silent words will breath
In stories never written. Old heroes sometimes fall
Days turn to months and so to years
Many battles, my tears
Cutting petals from a rose, wilted way so longer ago
Souls entwined in endless love. First sign of conflict and they part
Endure the fire, face the storm. Wishing you were in my arms
Old memories etched in graves
Are chapters filled with pain
A satiable emotion. Will never the same
A love once so alive, and now the fire dies
So here's the final hour
With this our last goodbye
They say all things; in time will come to end
In absence of sound. The songs will play no more
As time comes undone, silent words will breath
In stories never written. Old heroes sometimes fall
They say all things; in time will come to end
In absence of sound. The songs will play no more
As time comes undone, silent words will breath
In stories never written. Old heroes never die
Worlds collide, align above
The warmest smile, a captive gaze
The semblance of the fallen age
Throughout years their fates long passed
No melodies within the tones
No poetry in letters
"Breath for you. Die for you"
They say all things; in time will come to end
In absence of sound. The songs will play no more
As time comes undone, silent words will breath
In stories never written. Old heroes sometimes fall
Days turn to months and so to years
Many battles, my tears
Cutting petals from a rose, wilted way so longer ago
Souls entwined in endless love. First sign of conflict and they part
Endure the fire, face the storm. Wishing you were in my arms
Old memories etched in graves
Are chapters filled with pain
A satiable emotion. Will never the same
A love once so alive, and now the fire dies
So here's the final hour
With this our last goodbye
They say all things; in time will come to end
In absence of sound. The songs will play no more
As time comes undone, silent words will breath
In stories never written. Old heroes sometimes fall
They say all things; in time will come to end
In absence of sound. The songs will play no more
As time comes undone, silent words will breath
In stories never written. Old heroes never die
Credits
Writer(s): Salvatore Pisano
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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