IRC-Galleria

jaahas, nyt on sellaset tunnelmat että täytyypä aloittaa Reckoning Week. means that joka päivä, viikon ajan, luemme yhdessä pätkän yhdestä Reckoning Night-levyn biiseistä, joka kuvastaa sen hetkisiä tuntoja sytämmessä.

Misplaced aloittakoon.


Sometimes I feel so out of time and place, trapped in a maze
As if I was lost in someone else's life...
The values I should keep in high regard don't mean a thing to me

Do you ever feel a need to go back in time? A dream of mine...
To travel far away and one day steal back my life
In the end all I can do is to learn I live in a dreamland

This time was not made for me, I have nowhere to land, no place to rest,
Like a bird, without a nest, I'm gliding
Under the clouds, forevermore

How much suffocated anxiety can be held within?
I was found guilty to a crime against myself.
No need to hear the words again,
I live and I'd die for my dreamland

This time was not made for me, I have nowhere to land, no place to rest,
Like a bird, without a nest, I'm gliding
Under the clouds, forevermore

I'll never have a chance, I can't understand
I'm misplaced man
How could this backward land
Learn to understand my dance
what it's like, when every single smile hurts...

I have never felt like a home here
Always missing something
People aren't connecting
Am I misplaced soul?