I’m sitting on our bench Under the shadow of trees But you’re not there And I feel incomplete
I close my eyes to hear The river running near There is no other noise Nothing left to fear
Under the rising of the moon Rain is falling soon This life has gone so fast I never thought that I could be the last
For the rest, there’s not much to say I’m taking this walk everyday And if there’s no-one left to talk to I’m well, day after day...
I’m getting old and I’m moving so slow I don’t know how far I will go With all this silence surrounding me I’m tired to live alone no more happy
Under the rising of the sun Heat leaves time undone The day will be long Standing weaker, I’m not feeling strong
For the rest, there is no much to complain Nothing’s different, and everything remains You can try your best and do what you can But you’ll see: things last longer than man
I’m sitting on our bench For another day I’ll be here tomorrow to wait and stay Hoping you’re with me...
Mauzens March 2005 - January 2007 |
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