Quicksand Songtext
von Deaf Radio

How low does it feel right?
Haunting colours
Drifting over and gone
How low does it feel right?
Can′t breathe
To feel
Wrap them around your throat
Broken voices
Closer than ever
How lower this time?
Distant spirits
Screaming just to exist

Can't breathe
Can′t breathe
Can't


So do we feel alone this time?
The black sun is up for a while
Tell me now
So how is it like the other side?
Lost in floods of thoughts
All alone
We're growing under common skies
As we are forming connections
So can′t we stay together now?
Our paper planes are on fire
We′re back to the start

Sinking into quicksand
The world is crying
I ain't got hope anymore
Is anyone out there?
Hands down, lights out
Let the children map the way
For a brighter future
The sky is resting on our hands
All our past feeling neutral
Hands down
Lights out
Lights out
Out


So do we feel alone this time?
The black sun is up for a while
Tell me now
So how is it like the other side?
Lost in floods of thoughts
All alone
We′re growing under common skies
As we are forming connections
So can't we stay together now?
Our paper planes are on fire
We′re back to the start