Текст песни 3dob - The Ballad Of Burning Hope And Lost Drea
3dob - The Ballad Of Burning Hope And Lost Drea слова песни
standin before a broken manno tears of joy, just a pen in handbut can he,,buy his pridewith his reflection to confidethis story, is sad but truthful, lightly beautifulif we could menda shattered heartThe shadows, comforting his thoughtshis dreams are in the clearand he doesnt, feel the hurtingcause hes already known fearas thoughts, begin racingall good things must endand problems, that hes facingare like he never dreamtno one sees him cry as the wind slowly admiresand no one sees him die throwing his hopes into the firethe light, shines slowly on the roomthe mornings soundinghis mind is blankerthan his lively starehe hides, in shame of knowledgeknowning that alone, he falls againThe shadows, comforting his thoughtshis dreams are in the clearand he doesnt, feel the hurtingcause hes already known fearas thoughts, begin racingall good things must endand problems, that hes facingare like he never dreamtno one sees him cry as the wind slowly admiresand no one sees him die throwing his hopes into the fire