Ghostwriter - Rain lyrics

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Ghostwriter. - Rain

And turns to dust.

So I scare myself. Will I lose all achievements of yesterday?

Would anything shut my eyes on the days which lie ahead?

They're my carrier through all those painful things which won't let me forget this day.

And those colder night’s silent cries are running out of my lungs.

Why are there barriers in my mind and why it seems not to be real? I deserve a reply.

And I thought the fight was over, all battles won by you.

We're seeking for a shelter, begging for more strength and sailing home again.

On a ship called hope and forgiveness you can be saved again.

And as I climb these walls, these walls of anger when you left this world in pain

Behind.

Now I'm jaded, I'm fucking jaded.

I'm sick of running through these sleepless nights.

Where do run these streets? Along these empty lakes.

And I cross the bridge to nowhere where my naked feet feel an heavy ground.

Who does enlighten the dark route home where I felt so damn?

Like a lone soldier still fighting jaded vs. Rome.

And I know this is not the end. I will defeat these ghosts and those i've held so fucking close.

But the lakes slowly fill themselves by heaven's eyes right from the skies and mine, mine which still cries.

The rain lets sprout your young oak tree and lets the lakes fill themselves.

In my veins the warm blood rush comes back and lets me live again.

Inspiring smolder, my lungs reflect its shadows.

It seems that only sins can cure our wounds.

A silent cry tries to extrude my trachea.

A ghost of mine represses my voice not to sound.

I'm getting older with every step I do forward

To the house where my mother still cries.

The blood between us makes us so much stronger.

With everyone in my heart I'm holding hands all the time.

Together holding hands, forever waves this flag.

The tallest mast arise at the edge of the sea.

Let us build bridges. All battles seem to be won by you.

Let us build bridges to find your own way home.

I'm staring out in the wide and i've never seen something so beautiful.

Some written lines in the bleary bark of an great old oak.

"now I'm saved. In love. MMXI” stands in wood scraped letters so close in the tree of memories and lets me know my way back home.