An old friend from the past
Has vanished today
Wathcing over seas
Waiting overseas
Learning to sleep here again
Grey all the harbours
And darkened the course
And the beacon of the tide
The light's only source
I'm learning to sleep alone again
And old friend from the past
The shadow on the ceiling today...
Death told a story
The terminal talks
Of a holy water in a trench
Of prayers and the pyre
Death told a story
The exhaustive talks
Of a halt of an instant machinery
Of a strike in heaven's factory
And olf friend from the past
Has vanished today
Leave the lights on
For the shadow
Not to fade away
I'm learning to sleep here again...
Thi sleepwalking hour
I call you my world
You're taking me
Don't try to reach below
It's easy to see
Through your eyes
In the night
It's easy to see
To see you are leaving me
