These lakes run dry
And these trees are withered and dead
Blooming season's over
Can't you feel the cold wind choking around your neck?
The place that we called home
Is now just a forgotten tomb
Minutes became hours
As inches turned to miles
Yesterdays to yesteryears
Too far away to hold on
Our howling midnight blues
Replaced by daunting silence
When did these gatherings
Become defined by our routines?
When did we trade in
These rites for banalities?
Trying to grasp at all these moments
And retain them in a casket
I keep this treasure safe and close
These lakes run dry
And these trees are withered and dead
Blooming season's over
Can't you feel the cold wind choking around your neck?
Choking around your neck
And although we are at peace
You and me, we both know, that signals
Don't fade for nothing
For nothing, for nothing, for nothing
And although we are at peace
You and me, we both know, that signals
Don't fade for nothing
Oh, prove me wrong
May this not be a burial ground
But fertile soil for our lives
We know that memories can blur
Decades might fade away
(Don't let them fade to grey)
Light-hearted and untamed
We dreamed our lives away
(We dreamed our lives away)
Too late to start from scratch
No chance to strike this match again
Rest assured
It wasn't all in vain