ship in a bottle
days fold themselves
through all of what they lack
and yet there is no trail to be found
spring melts away
the beauty of these days
i gonna try to find some solid ground
i know some things were suddenly replaced
i know some things were suddenly replaced
time accelerates
those people with no guts
they gonna make a trip to the dump
and yet they throw away
all things they loved those days
you see their memories have grown numb
is that a thing you call reality?
is that a thing you call reality?
like a ship in a bottle
i keep waiting for a blow
i'll be back in the winter
to find your traces in the snow
the lights were getting dim
as i came to your place
still i can see the fragments of our lives
the trial was set for me
to analyse the facts
and all the pearls are draining out the the hives
like a ship in a bottle
i keep waiting for a blow
i'll be back in the winter
to find your traces in the snow