I clung to a delicat straw
( Strohhalm ) .
It brake in my hand.
Now I'm at the mercy of strangers.
In a foreign land.
Now I'm waiting on guidance -
I'm waiting on a sign.
Now I'm running for my life.
But there's nowhere to run.
The ground shook and rumbled.
Rippled miles around.
My eyes creaming with terror.
But I'm not making a sound.
Should we stumble. Should we loose our reason
Much too late now to matter.
Now we're in the haze
( Dunst, Nebel ) .
Ain't no two ways about it.
We sank like a stone.
Now I'm looking at ashes.
And scares cover my bones.
Should we stumble. Should we loose our reason.
Much too late now to matter.
Now we're in the haze
( Dunst, Nebel ) .
Writer(s): Daniel Lemma
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