Glimpse

We were young, we were naive, we simply went along

We simply believed.

But oh, honey honey, the illusions are starting to fade

Words like dead roses

.

And their thorns

Since we were born

Made us torn

.

Some will sit down and cry

Some will lie down and die

.

But oh, honey honey, we catch a glimpse

Among all these clocks

And all doom-sayers

We catch a glimpse

.

Some will sit down and cry

Some will lie down and die

.

Deep in our hearts

The strings still echo

The colors are not pale

The sky can be made blue

The dreams do not have to stale

.

Some will sit down and cry

Some will lie down and die

.

We’ve got to keep on trying

Or we might aswell give up

And keep on dying