The Approaching Dusk

The Approaching Dusk - Sorry About Dresden

Autumn left as it came

Cloudy but the leaves have all changed

Colder winter is here

Freezing air crisp and so clear

Light grows short again

Will this winter end

I will I will resurrect what we were

I will I will wash my skin

Become pure

I guess that I am to blame

Stasis yeah you never change

Scenery it looks out of place Repentance is not to your taste

Angles become smooth as night distorts the truth

I will I will resurrect what we were

I will I will wash my skin

Become pure

A clock ticks down a cold sun

Your actions cannot be undone

Slow hours and more of the same

Still searching for someone to blame

The lights about to fade on our grand charade

Angles become smooth as night distorts the truth

I will I will resurrect what we were

I will I will shed my skin

Become pure

I will I will

I will I will