Versuri Mother Tongue - Vesper
Album: Mother Tongue - Mother Tongue
Memories pass Like whispers through glass Through my mind Each has a message Enclosed in its package Fuel to burn I sit in the candle light Watch it chase out the night Melting, I drip out of sight And into my brain There's no one to blame I'll leave as fast as I came Through the blink of an eye Swim with the dead The past is re-dead As I fall apart We're all slaves to the truth