Leaving a promise
with a key as its notice
Facing the dresser
cant even remember
Thats when you open your eyes
and you realise
theres nothing inside
not even a smile
the phones are tapped
the lines are jammed
the breaks are cut
the bomb is set to go off
to go off...
Candles with our names
Soon will go out....
dimming in the
fires without flames
begging for a spark
demons in the dark
The faithless are running
along with their summers
the sign on the window
cant help but reflect that
we've taken it down
suppressing the sounds
of rings and of rounds
of rings and of rounds
the phones are tapped
the lines are jammed
the breaks are cut
the bomb is set to go off
to go off...
Candles with our names
Soon will go out....
dimming in the
fires without flames
begging for a spark
demons in the dark
The Dark....
Stunning piece of artistry Ian. Love the atmosphere you created here with a very unique pop/ballad blend. Your vocals are spot on and you seem to be in one of those rare grooves that we stumble on during those very rare moments. Love it!
Sigh...it's over .........
Bravo my friend
Gabriel
Stunning piece of artistry Ian. Love the atmosphere you created here with a very unique pop/ballad blend. Your vocals are spot on and you seem to be in one of those rare grooves that we stumble on during those very rare moments. Love it! Sigh...it's over ......... Bravo my friend Gabriel