Day and night . . . the shadows move too slowly From dark to light she promised she could know me Remember when . . . I watched her on the stairway She was drinkin' wine . . . and she told me what the Stars Say . . .
Some destinies, they should not be delivered . . . But in her eyes I saw a thousand reasons
Day and night
I feel her skin . . . it's thin and white as pressed milk I closed my eyes and she vanished just like burnt silk And what remains was like some fallen thunder And my lips were chained they were filled with empty wonder
But the stars tell lies, it blinds the only warning And when darkness dies, there's nothing left but morning . . .
Just day and night
Day and night . . . the shadows start to scatter When touched by light . . . each promise made is shattered And even when the question find the answer But even then, they're something like a dancer But even then, they're something like a dancer Like day and night . . . dark to light I move from day to night
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