Sorrow
My Daily aches
There underneath
The past stains
Lies my Mortal Side
My conscience
a sorrow, sands that counts
In millions whitest gown
As daily aches, there opened
A rush of blood to my head
So idea takes dawn
Takes dawn, it ticks down
As time moves unswiftly by
The painful rest
Until my time has come
There, still unchanged
As day by day
I set my sail, a storm
Of seasickness,
Time moves, forward,
No real rest until it's day
When I set new sails
Then I'll break away
There underneath
The past stains
Lies my Mortal Side
My conscience
a sorrow, sands that counts
In millions whitest gown
As daily aches, there opened
A rush of blood to my head
So idea takes dawn
Takes dawn, it ticks down
As time moves unswiftly by
The painful rest
Until my time has come
There, still unchanged
As day by day
I set my sail, a storm
Of seasickness,
Time moves, forward,
No real rest until it's day
When I set new sails
Then I'll break away
Credits
Writer(s): Christian Ambrosius
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