Soul Symmetry - Sons Of Seasons

Sometimes questions are wrong

Nails breaking glass and faltering faith

A dying star has ceased its circle

Ambiguous statements dried out

Words undignified

To dilute the end of this story

One step ahead is a beacon to follow

Waiting for the rain, for the end of tomorrow

Overdressed parasite with the fragance of boredom about

It’s the same scenery like ten times before

To try too hard might bring failure

When even patience has dissolved

Words unjustified, to repeat all

The slander once more

Save no souls, bury memories underground

One step ahead is a beacon to follow

Waiting for the rain, for the end of tomorrow

I’ve done my time

Searched the end of the rainbow

Now set me free, to find my soul’s symmetry

This long descent is my ordeal

My penitence perfunctory

You are my bride with bleeding heels

The shoes don’t fit but

We’re dancing still