Journey (M: Marschner/T: Swars)
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Is this a butterfly outside? - No, it isn't one Is this a tear, there on you face? - Yes, I cry I remebered the time when my journey began Unforgotten things I had done, your son Mistakes had never been corrected, infected of pride Faults, where I'd never said sorry to you, now I do Now I am dead and you can't understand my feelings, they're bad So many things not done, so many words not said I died and went up to heaven, I know you cried
Is this a bird flying outside? - No, it isn't one Is this a leave falling down? - No, it is my hope Is this the wind, let you hair wave? - No, it's my breath Is this your hand, touching my grave? – Yes, I cry The last I'd seen was your face, till I went to God's place God shaked hands with me, he said I'm dead I couldn't believe, and looked in his eyes, he winked He gave me the chance, go threw the time of my decline I went back to the day, when my journey began, I locked in your fond eyes, your son Again I jumped, again you cried, again I was at God's side
As suicider escaped from life, everything at every time You were pain in my neck Now, I know It was my fault, my selfhood depressed me, the result That my afflicted soul may rest in peace
Let me rise! - Your death need not be disguised I'm alone! - You aren't, I had shown I want to live! - You got the chance, I can give I'm dead! - Everything (is) possible you said Why should I take the blame? - It's yours! Is this rain, falling from the clouds? - No, it isn't rain Is this a rainbow at the sky? - No, it's my mind Is this a candle in your hands? - No, it's your flame of life Is this the way, my journey ends? - Yes, I cry |
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