Songtext von Dust It Off

Burning papers into ashes What a season How they fly high from the ground up There is yet another fountain Flowing over, as the night falls Keep dreaming away If you hold on to that past Don't you lock yourself inside Nothing has been done before It's the most virgin dress you could possibly wear Mess it up Time is up Hold your memory for a moment with a blind hand Write some stories for tomorrow From the bottle of amnesia Find instructions to salvation To oblivion supreme Don't be tempted to look back It has all happen before Someday miraculous spread Will forgive every cowardly thing that you've done That I've done Dust it off (That you've done) That we've done