While it slowly burnt down to ashes,
Sunny memories came back in flashes,
Through our eyes waterfalls emerged,
Into the darkest blue I'd ever plunged...
When I think about those vibrant days,
My roots inside are shaken,
I may fall any second,
Sunny day, a far fetched thought,
The moon had turned pale,
Lingers on and I cannot forget that day...
While it slowly burnt down to ashes,
Sunny memories came back in flashes,
Through our eyes waterfalls emerged,
Into the darkest blue I'd ever plunged...
It still hasn't sunk in as yet,
Decades of hardwork,
All went up in flames for no fault of ours,
Yet it takes me back to the insides,
Now laden in fumes, with no light,
It's suffocating inside,
I close my eyes and remind myself that
There is light somewhere and I'll find it...
When I think about those vibrant days,
My roots inside are shaken,
I may fall any second,
Sunny day, a far fetched thought,
The moon had turned pale,
Lingers on, lingers on, lingers on...
When I think about those vibrant days,
My roots inside are shaken,
I may fall any second,
Sunny day, a far fetched thought,
The moon had turned pale,
Lingers on, lingers on, lingers on...