The Memory Traveller – Canaan – letras

The summer heatCame to meBut I wouldn’tKiss your lipsLike I used to doWhen I was at peaceAt peace with myWhole soulYou were as dryAs a crumbling wallYou were as coldAs a still breathSlowing down the beatsIn my pounding heartLeaving pure airOutside my lungsThe winter coldCame to meBut I wouldn’tLick your lipsLike I used to doWhen I was at warAt war with myCrushed soulYou were as paleAs a passing ghostYou were as farAs a moving starNailing down to earthMy highest hopesSpitting poisonInside my lungsHe’s yet to comeAnd closed the heartLike a fire on which water fallsLike a sun whose flameDoesn’t heatHe lost his eyesIn the fire [x2]Reaching outIn the windFollowingWithering eyesMemories opened wideA drawer full ofOld stillshotsMemories scaredA mind full ofDead and emptyThoughts