Crimson
Kerstin Bischof
Clear up my mind, i stop turning around
Embrace the now, cut that yearning
It breaks my soul to know you’re so close by
I believe there’s something wrong with being alive
And the sunlight will enter any second – burning on my flesh
I feel surreal...
As the dawning is covered in wounded crimson
And the leaves of the trees beneath my feet turn red
I remember the sound of the meadows – kissing
And the noons under open skies in april’s light
How you’ve been saving me from falling all these days,
I never thought i’d escape
And the mind, it never ceases – it’s alright
But i believe there’s something wrong, lost inside...
As the dawning is covered in wounded crimson
And the leaves of the trees beneath my feet turn red
I remember the sound of the meadows – kissing
And the noons under open skies in april’s light
I remember those days with a wounded heart
And regret how i feared we would fall apart
Feel the sun on my skin, hear your soothing lullaby again
I remember your smile with a broken heart
And regret how i wasted the sweetest part
Taste the youth in your kiss, miss the comfort of your eyes
I remember your touch with a twisted mind
And regret how i tainted our sweetest time
Still you proved me wrong, wish you’ll prove me wrong again!