5. Shadows of the Night

Album: TIME WILL HEAL OUR SENSES

In the centre of a broken heart 
There's a riot going on 
Tried to stop before my quiet mind 
Lost control 
 
I'm surrounded by an iron gate 
In a graveyard for my thoughts 
All the memories that I've engraved 
Come to life 
  
Since I'm building up inside these colours die 
An endless ride waits for me 
  
In the hollow of a wishing well 
Silver coins are falling down  
While the water keeps on running dry  
I am diving in 
  
Pay the fee come in to stand and stare  
Eyes are blind to what is there 
Pull the strings and watch the puppet dance 
Or cut him loose 
  
Held too tight I cannot breathe 
I feel the claws digging in restricted 
  
Stripped of thought I feel exposed 
I've been found out been brought down so jaded 
  
The boy with the golden hair