Calathea Sad Lines Of Nowhere
I wait for someone to call my name.
Exile is for fallen saints -
I feel so guilty deep inside.
Your love changed me:
Nothing's like before you came.
Angels won't be alone -
small proof that we're the same.
Your embrace burns into a sign to my white skin.
Chased out of heaven I need grace,
....I need your grace
I wait for someone to call my name.
Exile is for fallen saints -
I feel so guilty deep inside.
I write with my finger on glass
lines for souls seeking the past:
Sad lines of nowhere I belong.
Endless cloudburst
comes to wash away our sins.
We sleep naked on the floor -
Who could repair my wings?
The only key to my cold heart was stolen.
My world's the labyrinth you built,
....labyrinth you built.
I wait for someone to call my name.
Exile is for fallen saints -
I feel so guilty deep inside
I write with my finger on glass
lines for souls seeking the past:
Sad lines of nowhere I belong.
Blood and feathers -
Again I'm falling down
to the cruel frozen ground.
The sky is burning now -
Again I'm blinded by the sun,
Fell too fast, my wings won't hold.
I wait for....
I wait for someone to call my name.
Exile is for fallen saints -
I feel so guilty deep inside
I write with my finger on glass
lines for souls seeking the past:
Sad lines of nowhere I belong.
