I'm burying you and I'm crying,
tired fire,
I know it's my fault,
that you don't exist anymore.
But now I can be quiet,
I can laugh,
I can fly
With two broken wings.
I can fly,
with two shattered wings,
to love you,
even if you don't exist anymore.
I can listen to you,
I can see you,
I can touch you,
even if you don't exist anymore.
As the night falls everything gets sweeter in my soul,
my fears turn into jolly scarecrows,
setting up a dance in my vast cell,
some band out of sync is singing to me...
What you kill is forever yours,
What you kill is forever yours...
I'm burying you and I'm crying,
worn out fire,
I know it's my fault,
that you don't exist anymore
But now I can remember,
I can forget,
I can fly,
with two broken wings.
I can fly,
with two shattered wings,
to love you,
even if you don't exist anymore.
I can reach you,
I can lose you,
I can touch you,
even if you don't exist anymore.
As the night falls everything gets sweeter in my soul,
my fears turn into jolly scarecrows,
setting up a dance in my vast cell,
some band out of sync is singing to me...
What you kill is forever yours,
What you kill is forever yours...