Gothic 17 Songtext
von Bruford
Gothic 17 Songtext
Snow falling all around
And in the darkened house a little boy daren′t make a sound
His parents whispering outside the door
He plans the day when they won't be there anymore
They′re telling him this, they're telling him that
You'll never predict the way that he might react
He′s lost in a maze of difficulties
He′s sinking too fast, he's walking on broken glass
Speak softly to the child
For inbetween his head and racing heart lies something wild
No sense in shouting, he can′t hear for the noise
He plays with fire, broken glass, twisted tin and broken toys
You're telling him this, you′re telling him that
You'll never predict the way that he might react
He′s lost in a maze of difficulties
He's sinking too fast, he's walking on broken glass
And in the darkened house a little boy daren′t make a sound
His parents whispering outside the door
He plans the day when they won't be there anymore
They′re telling him this, they're telling him that
You'll never predict the way that he might react
He′s lost in a maze of difficulties
He′s sinking too fast, he's walking on broken glass
Speak softly to the child
For inbetween his head and racing heart lies something wild
No sense in shouting, he can′t hear for the noise
He plays with fire, broken glass, twisted tin and broken toys
You're telling him this, you′re telling him that
You'll never predict the way that he might react
He′s lost in a maze of difficulties
He's sinking too fast, he's walking on broken glass
Writer(s): David Stewart, William Scott Bruford Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com