Passion by Through Distant Eyes Lyrics
Even the bleakest
Grain of dust won't withstand
The claws of time
Cutting trenches
Into the things we love
The things, that may matter to us
To the point, where
Everything loses its worth
Like feathers we just slow
Down the inevitable
We sell ourselves
To keep our head up and grasp some air
But soon there won't be any lungs left to
Breathe in
This false life, paid with our souls
Colorless, heartless, we slip away
We have nothing to hold onto
How can we stand on our own
If there's nothing nearby
Preventing us from drowning
In desperation?
My light turns on!
Even the dullest grey
Can't restrain me from shouting: I've found myself!
This is my mission!
I've found my passion!
I don't need a lesson on how to be
Someone I never wanted to be!
Never wanted to be!
Even if I'm broken
I still have this
I still have this
I don't share the values
Forcing me to question myself
They often managed to push me
Down again
It took me way too long
To understand
That I have a safe haven
A last refuge, in this
Music proved to me that there is a heart
Somewhere out in this world
To fix mine, when it was devastated
And unable to beat on. I gave in
And allowed it to be the hand
Lifting me up from the hole of absolute darkness
I had thrown myself into
It was my last match in the longest night
My shield in the toughest fights
And when I was wounded again, my crutch to bring me up to new heights
My guiding lantern to lead me out of the mist
(I still have this!)
So I'm prepared for a second session
I can now take the abrasion
(I still have this!)
And if I come under pressure on a certain occasion
I can say, I already had my redemption
(I still have this!)
Working on becoming an ideal
In a cold world that consists of nothing but steel
(I still have this!)
Selfless I'll mend the lost
Because even if I'm broken
I have this
I still have this!
I still have this!
I still have this!
I still have this
Still have this
I still have this!
Grain of dust won't withstand
The claws of time
Cutting trenches
Into the things we love
The things, that may matter to us
To the point, where
Everything loses its worth
Like feathers we just slow
Down the inevitable
We sell ourselves
To keep our head up and grasp some air
But soon there won't be any lungs left to
Breathe in
This false life, paid with our souls
Colorless, heartless, we slip away
We have nothing to hold onto
How can we stand on our own
If there's nothing nearby
Preventing us from drowning
In desperation?
My light turns on!
Even the dullest grey
Can't restrain me from shouting: I've found myself!
This is my mission!
I've found my passion!
I don't need a lesson on how to be
Someone I never wanted to be!
Never wanted to be!
Even if I'm broken
I still have this
I still have this
I don't share the values
Forcing me to question myself
They often managed to push me
Down again
It took me way too long
To understand
That I have a safe haven
A last refuge, in this
Music proved to me that there is a heart
Somewhere out in this world
To fix mine, when it was devastated
And unable to beat on. I gave in
And allowed it to be the hand
Lifting me up from the hole of absolute darkness
I had thrown myself into
It was my last match in the longest night
My shield in the toughest fights
And when I was wounded again, my crutch to bring me up to new heights
My guiding lantern to lead me out of the mist
(I still have this!)
So I'm prepared for a second session
I can now take the abrasion
(I still have this!)
And if I come under pressure on a certain occasion
I can say, I already had my redemption
(I still have this!)
Working on becoming an ideal
In a cold world that consists of nothing but steel
(I still have this!)
Selfless I'll mend the lost
Because even if I'm broken
I have this
I still have this!
I still have this!
I still have this!
I still have this
Still have this
I still have this!