Diableros (The)

Turning Backwards
Regretful hands grip the rounds while we're off out of town With only a bottle and some trouble clasping good sounds I find it hard to get by only once in a while When I'm leaving my silence behind When you have gone insane and you see it in your eyes Well it's only dark in corners of your mind Blue rivers in your veins can carry thoughts downstream to valleys where branches can grow again Through hazy skies Come golden rays of light They can only take my mind Where trails of smoke unwind I can hear the clock tower's turning backwards Chiming to a time I was waiting there outdoors I dwelled under those stars how we'd never be as far as far apart as lights in the dark above From Letras Mania