I woke up with your voice
I can't see your face
through the door you entered by
when you say you're not here
when you say you won't hear
laying down on the beach of youth
you should know all the hate
in the nights we escaped by
all the love and revenge
lands below passing by
trashing all the locks and chains
you should know what I know
it's a struggle to let you go
outside the rain
in the morning glow, filling roads
something flows around melting pain
always here when it starts to rain
it's hard to say
the sacrifice
the open windows on the spring air
but silence here has found it's way to stay
the sound of your voice
your face, flowers and sun
I still see your lips moving air
but I'm not here and you're not there
it's hard to say
the sacrifice
the open windows on the spring air
but silence here has found it's way to stay
the sound of your voice
your face, flowers and sun
I still see your lips moving,
I still hear your silence and noise
