Dead Tree - Dir En Grey

Here is some water for the dead tree… I see your reflection in the dirty

water…

Dreams and aspirations Your ideals in the big sky

Passionate Red

The one I loved so much…

Ideals being sweeter then candy are just ideals

Noone wants the present

Point your finger Goodbye

I feel love on my forhead at gun point

Even the child with the red coat swallows her tears as she faces reality

Why?

Why?

Over and Over

It will never heal

Why?

Why?

Over and Over

My dead heart…

Love, tenderness, freedom and peace.