Idioma Origen:
that night i never came home
wandering souls capture my thoughts
emptyness filled my mind
urgency spoke her lies
in the confines of the these grey walls
i watched them move together
taking me places i cannot remember
we have been poured our
into a loveless bride
how quickly i forget
that this is the meaninglessness
in a world passing through my fingers
i stiil chase the wind
what have i learned from yesterday
Idioma Destino:
that night i never came home
wandering souls capture my thoughts
emptyness filled my mind
urgency spoke her lies
in the confines of the these grey walls
i watched them move together
taking me places i cannot remember
we have been poured our
into a loveless bride
how quickly i forget
that this is the meaninglessness
in a world passing through my fingers
i stiil chase the wind
what have i learned from yesterday