Cadaverous Condition - A Song For lyrics

rate me

look at the cat, it flies above my head

how will you live, how will you like it

look at the cat, it flies above your head

I can seldom be with you, I'm in doubt

sorry I can't promise you a world without fools

and please beware of all the lies

oh I'm sorry child that love is not luck

pain in severance and pleasure in sighs

city lights are wonderful, so is the wood in spring

of home you think when you're away, there's woe

in everything

and I tell you it is beautiful now to be alone

but only in the knowledge to have someone later on

and the real nightmares are the dreams of joy and of wealth

for then you'll wake in belief of all these dreamed things

you don't have

it seems that we gained a bit of immortality

I will always have with you this piece of eternity

look at the child it has your face and mine

look now it smiles, somewhere in time