Teksty: Artefact. Precious Things. A Solitary Life.

I'm not prepared to live
On your life breath
Your own reflection is
The first thing you forget

Until you find out it's
The only one you know
With a heart so sincere
As blue as snow

Tie my hands
Another path
Unbelievable demands
Loneliness means wealth

If you want to rule my world just tie my hands
But I'd rather walk upon another path
And put a bet on your unbelievable demands
Descend upon a place where loneliness means wealth

If I'd prefer a solitary life
Would you still be on my side?

Pieces belonging in my mind
If I am scattered, will you help me find?