The Gathering - The mirror waters (version 2004) • correction
english4. The Mirror Waters
Slowly... Flying silent
Touching the wind as it sadly sings... for me.
Aging on the outside
With my youth in my empty hands
Lost all that I was living for, live no longer
Couldn't resist looking in her eyes
I saw myself, tears were falling
The seas of her eyes reflected my old age
Youth grows old, like winter follows spring
Faster... Falling kingdom
Dancers on winter winds,
they dance... for me
Nature's ways
Life can't always be controlled
Controlled by fear
Scared of months and years, fear no longer
Time leaves it's mark
The years come but never go
Masked is my face
The mask of age will fall, hide no longer
Couldn't resist looking in her eyes
I saw myself, tears were falling
The seas of her eyes reflected my old age
Youth grows old, like winter follows spring
5. Red Is A Slow Colour
The black house in in my street
looks too dark just to go inside
But when I do
I cannot move because of
the mess in the hallway
The picture on the wall is chaotic
I don't want to look at it
But when I do
I cannot speak because of
the confusion in my head
I am unfit and I want to leap away
But when I do
The red colour comes after me
It is fierce and it moves slow
The picture on the wall is chaotic
I don't want to look at it
But when I do
I cannot speak because of
the confusion in my head
I am unfit and I want to leap away
But when I do
The red colour comes after me
It is fierce and it moves slow