MergingMoon - Greyen

Those days are gone grey
There's no sharpness nor sound behind them
I'm scared of this crowd
I feel as if I had a trip to an island

Give those back to me
Oh yes I mean my colouroed pictures with the sound

Something is torn
Something is torn apart
Something related to my future
I wish to go back in time
I'm stuck in here
I live with a backward ticking clock

The things I see
The things I touch
All of the cruel clock in the world tick them away
I must someday
Forget today
One last reason why I can't stop loving you x2

In my hands
In my view
There's nothing meaningless cos I'll grasp new sand
In my hands
In my view
There's no knowing that what clour I had

Repetition of destruction and creation is the phenomenon called "the
Time going by"
Sayonara to you today just to see you tomorrow again

I thought I was walking in deep woods
What I have gone to grey is my memories and the dead trees around
I thought I was walking in deep woods
I realised they are grey for me to see the brilliant colours of spring

Everything will pass
Everything is passing you
Everything
Is
Passing
You

Give those back to me
Oh yes I mean my colouroed pictures with the sound

Something is torn
Something is torn apart
Something related to my future

The things I see
The things I touch
All of the cruel clock in the world tick them away
I must someday
Forget today
One last reason why I can't stop loving you x2

What to see is colours of spring
I would love to have them grey x2