Testo
The fourth candle burns alone
Would it burn easier if I'm gone
A rocking chair thats standing still
I kick it slowly just to feel
That i'm free to fall
Am I here at all?
That I'm free to fall
To be here to feel wrong
My latest torment's mine to breed
Becomes a worship of one's greed (Reach)
An empty canvas out of luck
The spinning thoughts forever stuck
That I'm free to fall
Am I here at all?
And I'm free to fall
To be here to make everything wrong
To be right sometimes
To be heard by rights
And I'm here to pray and think about the times I laid down
I gave up and lost it all to my life
We'll I'm free to fall
Am I here at all?
Then I'm free to fall
To be here to make everything wrong
To be right sometimes
To be heard by rights
And I'm here to pray and think about the times I laid down
I gave up and lost it all to my life
The fourth candle burns alone
Would it burn easier if I'm gone