Into that Darkness Songtext
von Will Cookson
Into that Darkness Songtext
Been staring at the void too long
My blue skies have turned black
And the creepers that you cut down
From my walls have all grown back
Tomorrow runs ahead just like
An old way through the wood
Been trodden many times before
But it′s no clearer understood
Where on earth it's taking us
And how we′re meant to choose
When it forks around the bend
And either way we lose
In my head I played the part
Of the lover who was stung
An innocent abandoned
In the dark when he was young
But when I see more clearly
Through the lies of my little play
I was just as much the wolf
Out hunting fot its prey
Oh love I know I've let you down
And all the promises I made
And with all that anger
I'll go to my grave
I′ve travelled far off countries
I′ve seen many far out things
But I've never left this man-shaped cage
Or shaken off this skin
Got a picture of the little boy
As he reached towards the sun
But now more sand′s gone through the glass
Than there's still left to run
And when the lamp is burning low
And the sitches slip their seams
Into that darkness
We′ll go with our dreams
My blue skies have turned black
And the creepers that you cut down
From my walls have all grown back
Tomorrow runs ahead just like
An old way through the wood
Been trodden many times before
But it′s no clearer understood
Where on earth it's taking us
And how we′re meant to choose
When it forks around the bend
And either way we lose
In my head I played the part
Of the lover who was stung
An innocent abandoned
In the dark when he was young
But when I see more clearly
Through the lies of my little play
I was just as much the wolf
Out hunting fot its prey
Oh love I know I've let you down
And all the promises I made
And with all that anger
I'll go to my grave
I′ve travelled far off countries
I′ve seen many far out things
But I've never left this man-shaped cage
Or shaken off this skin
Got a picture of the little boy
As he reached towards the sun
But now more sand′s gone through the glass
Than there's still left to run
And when the lamp is burning low
And the sitches slip their seams
Into that darkness
We′ll go with our dreams
Writer(s): William Timothy Dominic Cookson Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com