A Road to Nowhere - Left Hand Solution

Trees cut the wounded sky Of autumn it hangs dead Clouded in silver Of autumn it hangs dead Like a voice from within begging me to stay The same as the one tell

Submission For what lies beyond? I subject myself to you It's not visible But this scar cuts so much deeper

The words left scars After they had silenced To see something grow Only to die away The illusion of you Always so intense Your abscence of emotion The illusion

Dresssed in white Stained with blood On her naked feet A silent dance she dances In the forest where the trees Scream out in agony As they reach for A faded and

作曲 : Barthold, Selin I feel you slip right into me Skin that sun ain't burned too much Eyes, these emotional wounds I was bound to lose A day of crooked smile