Metaharmoniks - Doors

Текст песни

TV’s on
And the voice
Persuades that it’s time to make a choice
So I get
Outside
And I walk till I see the seaside.

Doors to my past are closed now
With heavy keys dropped out.
And through the tears of relief
I gain the strength to believe.

Rising sun,
Salty air,
Gentle breeze on my face from nowhere.
Slipping hands
Into the sand
Realize that the dream has no end…

Doors to my past are closed now
With heavy keys dropped out.
And through the tears of relief
I gain the strength to believe.