Roquentin - Saetia

«We've fallen on days, we’ve fallen on days,» Leigh said, said

«We've fallen on days, we’ve fallen on days,» Leigh said

«We've fallen on days, we’ve fallen on days,» Leigh said, said

«We've fallen on days, we’ve fallen on days,» Leigh said

«We've fallen on days, we’ve fallen on days,» Leigh said, said

«We've fallen on days, we’ve fallen on days,» Leigh said

All hands, blurred motion

Those praying hands

The tragic famine of words unsaid

Hours misspent

It’s all flash, after all

It’s all flash, after all

It’s all flash

The photographic momentary

Work of our senses, viewing, tasting

Living to deny

The bittersweet whispers written across

Days of days' lament, days of days' lament

Days of days' lament, days of days' lament

The silence we offer

The silence, the silence we offer

The photographic momentary work of our senses

(We've fallen on days)

Viewing, tasting, living to deny

(We've fallen on days)

The bittersweet whispers written across days of days' lament

(We've fallen on days)

The silence we offer

(We've fallen, we’ve fallen on days)

The silence, the silence we offer

Never to recompense the experiences we’ve borrowed

Never to recompense the experiences we’ve borrowed

Never to recompense the experiences we’ve borrowed

Never to recompense the experiences we’ve borrowed

Never to recompense the experiences we’ve borrowed

Never to recompense the experiences we’ve borrowed

Never to recompense the experiences we’ve borrowed

Never to recompense the experiences we’ve borrowed