Appleseed - WVRM

I will wait by the grave

As those old ghosts drag you back to this place

And I stand still

In that worn out suit

Clutching flowers rotten and wilted

Smile faded in the summer heat

Eyes darkened in your heart’s fatigue

How they lost their light

How I long to see them one last time

To hold your hand in mine

And it all reminds me of how our seasons changed to black and grey

How those brilliant yellows and blues did fade away

As our halo fell and our kingdom turned to dust

I still remember those words

«Sometimes love isn’t enough»