Garden Of Seasons

If only all those empty people, wandering in circles

Were just looking for a reason to stay in bed

Instead of making me think why I'm here

Modern buildings far in the distance

Dazed the people who walked in

Following the big line that ends by the closing door

Saying goodbye once more

Althought the crumpled people, her ghost is here

And the memories come

While looking the arcadian mind picture

Throught the looking glass

So I asked myself if I didn't waste my time

Remembering her pleasant smile

While she comes and goes

And comes back to disapear into dust

The place turned tiny and uncomfortable

While a kid screams at angry mom

And the anxiety becomes routine

As the opening doors bring more people in

Althought the crumpled people, her ghost is here

And the memories come

While looking the arcadian mind picture

Throught the looking glass

So I ask myself if I didn't waste my time

Remembering her pleasant smile

While she comes and goes

And comes back to disapear into dust

And I ask myself if I didn't waste my time

Remembering her pleasant smile

While she comes and goes

And comes back to disapear into dust

So hurry up

The hourglass turns at the final moment

The torment will close the cycle

That begins every morning

Begins every morning