Vapour
Is that a face on my mind, or a shadow's vague outline?
Undefined yet preassigned by a just as foreign mastermind...
You are vapour,
fleeting foggy mist.
I can't see you,
what lives that can't exist?
Fire freeze me,
don't ask me what makes sense.
I can't hear you,
Is truth part of pretense?
You are vapour.
Not tangible nor even part of my reality (oh)
Destined as a matriarch with a solitary family
You are vapour,
fleeting foggy mist.
I can't see you,
what lives that can't exist?
Fire freeze me,
don't ask me what makes sense.
I can't hear you,
Is truth part of pretense?
You are vapour.
A cabaret pre-judgement day, is that the way to you?
But who are you, and what am I? Is there a way to tell?
Are you the one with cloudy eyes, that I've been lost without?
Or don't you know and are you too in midst of natural doubt?
Are you the one with cloudy eyes?
You are vapour,
fleeting foggy mist.
I can't see you,
what lives that can't exist?
Fire freeze me,
don't ask me what makes sense.
I can't hear you,
Is truth part of pretense?
You are vapour,
fleeting foggy mist.
I can't see you,
what lives that can't exist?
Fire freeze me,
don't ask me what makes sense.
I can't hear you,
Is truth part of pretense?
You are vapour.
Undefined yet preassigned by a just as foreign mastermind...
You are vapour,
fleeting foggy mist.
I can't see you,
what lives that can't exist?
Fire freeze me,
don't ask me what makes sense.
I can't hear you,
Is truth part of pretense?
You are vapour.
Not tangible nor even part of my reality (oh)
Destined as a matriarch with a solitary family
You are vapour,
fleeting foggy mist.
I can't see you,
what lives that can't exist?
Fire freeze me,
don't ask me what makes sense.
I can't hear you,
Is truth part of pretense?
You are vapour.
A cabaret pre-judgement day, is that the way to you?
But who are you, and what am I? Is there a way to tell?
Are you the one with cloudy eyes, that I've been lost without?
Or don't you know and are you too in midst of natural doubt?
Are you the one with cloudy eyes?
You are vapour,
fleeting foggy mist.
I can't see you,
what lives that can't exist?
Fire freeze me,
don't ask me what makes sense.
I can't hear you,
Is truth part of pretense?
You are vapour,
fleeting foggy mist.
I can't see you,
what lives that can't exist?
Fire freeze me,
don't ask me what makes sense.
I can't hear you,
Is truth part of pretense?
You are vapour.
Credits
Writer(s): Armenia Sarkissian
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
Link
Other Album Tracks
© 2024 All rights reserved. Rockol.com S.r.l. Website image policy
Rockol
- Rockol only uses images and photos made available for promotional purposes (“for press use”) by record companies, artist managements and p.r. agencies.
- Said images are used to exert a right to report and a finality of the criticism, in a degraded mode compliant to copyright laws, and exclusively inclosed in our own informative content.
- Only non-exclusive images addressed to newspaper use and, in general, copyright-free are accepted.
- Live photos are published when licensed by photographers whose copyright is quoted.
- Rockol is available to pay the right holder a fair fee should a published image’s author be unknown at the time of publishing.
Feedback
Please immediately report the presence of images possibly not compliant with the above cases so as to quickly verify an improper use: where confirmed, we would immediately proceed to their removal.