©2020 E. Ghill
 
Old time crystalized in a lonesome tear
A kaleidoscope of mixed up memories
Leaving on my face the salty injuries
Of what is left behind and what is to fear
 
You were my friend
I gotta mend
 
Sat by a window of this aimless train
I can't recognize my beloved land
I try to reach out the exit to find
If anything can bloom where all's already ruined.
 
Chorus
 
Time will be passing by, 
the biggest cracks won't be erased
but i will let your ghosts be swept by the wind
I will hit the road again
For a better time and space
No need to settle down 
when I ain't got anything
 
Chorus (x2)