Текст песни 16 (feat. Raphael Weinroth-Browne)

Crackling from the fireplace Abstract flashbacks appearing Resisting the familiar patterns A construct of my own making My hands are shaking By the thought of facing it again I lean back and apply what I've learned To stop the process from starting all over again It seems it works It fades away I resume my duties It took me sixteen years to realise That I was meant to walk through winter nights Despite all indications It took me sixteen years to realise That I was meant to walk through winter nights When doubt appeared in my mind It took me sixteen years to realise That I was meant to walk through winter nights But daylight tends to appear again In control with diligence My mind is a cloudy place In which I need to be aware Of what lies hidden beneath Layers of realities I made in a different life I thought I had buried deeper