Ghostwriter - Closer... lyrics

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Ghostwriter. - Closer...

Ain't it disillusioning? When everything is just hardly falling apart.

But nevermore, i promised myself, i will give up on this.

So more than ever we reprove ourselves not to loose our hearts.

All those miles you've been walking, what for? In the end it feels like you still stand where you started. You let go off my hand.

But please, don't let me suffer those doubts. Go on, be in charge.

‘cause it's not worth, worth to give it up,

All that we've built. Years spent on swimming up the stream

To survive this routine.

All that we've built. A huge fence of concrete to survive, in our fucking cage.

We must overcome these walls of the deepest black & cold concrete.

And all those words i've been talking, what for?

And all those miles i've been walking, what for?

So can you see the flower meadows up on that hill, we're getting closer,

They can be reached and they will!

I saw the world in your eyes but i missed a shelter.

A surrounding field of darkness is what we've seen.

Starry-eyed dumb levity, new hopes, old love or raging anger.

Is what makes us not forgetting and keeping our dreams, fucking built in concrete.

So we stopped dancing, together or alone, but we still move.

Seeing things through broken glass, being part of it instead of reaching stars.

But we still move.

I saw the world in your eyes it never ends with a smile.

I saw the world in your eyes so we'll never cast aside this life.

From every trough we'll rise, through bedlam storms and nights.

The brightest lights, right up from that hills

Where these shapes of us, were fucking build.