Scarlet Thread
Scarlet Thread
Shattered thoughts
Fly thru the walls like bird made of glass.
Heart is an empty grave of love.
Walls of emptiness are too bright and high,
dark light dazzle my eyes.
I'm staring at the empty corner with my head full of thoughts
and the silence is screaming too loud.
White roses are shriveled into the vase.
All the candles are burned out
and the flames of life have faded away.
The last fire of hope has blown away.
I have heard there's
a peaceful place in somewhere
My last breath
is hanging on a thin scarlet thread.
I'll shake all kind of colors
which are mixed with other shapes of gray.
No one knows what moves in the shadows and what's behind.
Sorrow and elation mixed with my emotions,
they are my potions of oblivion
I'm gazing at the empty sky with my head full of thoughts
the silence is still screaming too loud.
All the flowers are shriveled into the vase.
All the roses are dried out
and the flames of life have faded away.
The last fire of hope has blown away.
all the curtains must some day come down
all the stages must be cleared on
I have heard there's
a peaceful place in somewhere
My last breath
is hanging on a thin scarlet thread.
Shattered thoughts
Fly thru the walls like bird made of glass.
Heart is an empty grave of love.
Walls of emptiness are too bright and high,
dark light dazzle my eyes.
I'm staring at the empty corner with my head full of thoughts
and the silence is screaming too loud.
White roses are shriveled into the vase.
All the candles are burned out
and the flames of life have faded away.
The last fire of hope has blown away.
I have heard there's
a peaceful place in somewhere
My last breath
is hanging on a thin scarlet thread.
I'll shake all kind of colors
which are mixed with other shapes of gray.
No one knows what moves in the shadows and what's behind.
Sorrow and elation mixed with my emotions,
they are my potions of oblivion
I'm gazing at the empty sky with my head full of thoughts
the silence is still screaming too loud.
All the flowers are shriveled into the vase.
All the roses are dried out
and the flames of life have faded away.
The last fire of hope has blown away.
all the curtains must some day come down
all the stages must be cleared on
I have heard there's
a peaceful place in somewhere
My last breath
is hanging on a thin scarlet thread.
Credits
Writer(s): Jukka Erkki Jokikokko, Jukka Pekka Ihme
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