The Thing That We Share Songtext
von Declan O’Rourke

This thing that we share
All out of thin air
Has no sense of time
Not yours and not mine
Years out without shame
It′s pleasure and pain
So easily tears


It's club and it′s clique
It's karmic mystique
It's love and it′s grace
How sweet its embrace
It′s pain and it's loss
How bitter the cost

The tragedy, a waste
Memories, the taste
So easily missed
How Judas its kiss

This thing that we share
Much harder to bear
For seeming a toy
In moments of joy
Returns as it came
As ever untamed
Like smoke into air

So easily tears


This thing that we share