Phantoms - Solitude Aeturnus

«I guess I just can’t talk about the simple things

Something drives me further than that

Maybe like a cold desert wind

Maybe like a sinking ship

And I seem so alive in this skin

But i’m really empty inside

It’s not something i like to explain

It’s just the way it has come to be

What are we now?

hands in the air like a sinking ship

What are we now?

Phantoms of progress

of time and of space

I and my own have beenleft here alone

Or maybe no one was ever beside us

And the ghosts we have always believed in

Are just the remains of a gypsy wind

And some days I dream of a life on the other side

But what could it’s meaning conceive?