promises we make – are illusions of their pace, time and place

And we hardly see the world around can change

An eternity can break – by a moment and the might of one day

Suddenly there is pain – in our home we made

Suddenly there is pain – in our home we made

 

My soul is an empty room – I´m glaring at the walls / once there were paintings  - frames of memories unfold

sweet moments float by / in a world -  a different one / echos of a good time – yesterday´s not yet gone

 

Signs, silent changes / trickle past your door

Good or bad omen / playing havoc with your thoughts / See hidden traces, and traps to make you fall /Sometimes you can lure fate – grasp your chance