Album: DownfallPhantoms"I guess I just can't talk about the simple things
Something drives me further than that
Maybe like a cold desert wind
Maybe like a sinking ship
And I seem so alive in this skin
But i'm really empty inside
It's not something i like to explain
It's just the way it has come to be
What are we now?
hands in the air like a sinking ship
What are we now?
Phantoms of progress
of time and of spaceI and my own have beenleft here alone
Or maybe no one was ever beside us
And the ghosts we have always believed in
Are just the remains of a gypsy wind
And some days I dream of a life on the other side
But what could it's meaning conceive?
Heaven and hell are just names of a suffering
Maybe it just starts all over again
There must be something I'm missing
Something I just cannot find"