Parallel Songtext
von Anna Mieke

Soon, we′ll find
A mothering wall to rest our backs on
A gathering storm to set our sights on

Turn our cheek to a stolen ground
Watch it waste, watch it spiral down

So you sit, eyes are wide awake
Sleep it rests out of reach again


Parallel lines
Closing in
Paralysed I
Fall too soon

Soon, we'll find
A mothering wall to rest our backs on
A gathering storm to set our sights on

Slip away the dark will hide you
In between a fading silhouette

Paper thin, these walls are caving in
Winter waits to reel us in again


Parallel lines
Closing in
Paralysed I
Fall too soon