paroles de chanson Head Stone - Kristoff Krane

Said, ' you're gonna' have a choice '
I pointed it at the sun

Grandfather's face embodied disappointment

Blood stains seeped through a yellow fur coat

Held her warm body inside my cold hands

Hearing long winded songs she had once sung
Looking down at the dirt that had been dug
Put her in the the hole, looked up at that sun
Pointed that hurt at myself and hung...

My head low/
Nothing is set in stone
Written on that headstone
These empty hands stay closed
When it's time to let go
Living underneath those bones

Hang my head low
Nothing is set in stone
Written on that headstone
Looking back at that dusty road
When it's time to let go

Watch the scenery unfold

Scanned the forest trying to put a wing to the song
Feel like a feather on the breathe of God
Stretched out limb to limb sky opened up above
Frozen water that I'm treading on

Navigated rooms of a thick skull
Digging deep through the ruins with a pitchfork
And when I finally came too, I was in for it

Stomach and knees in knot
Time to put the keys in the lock
Not leaving 'till I can see clean through the fog

I've been here before, this is merely survival
On the hunt for, unforgotten dreams that were lost

I am the target on hunt for the weapon
Distorted thinking from wishful to dismal
Washed clean
Swelling in the backbone
Ooooooo
Heavy heart, headed back home
Ooooooo
Blue spark in a black hole
Ooooooo
Keys in the lock

Starving for that daylight
Nothing is set in stone
Diggin' my own grave sight
Looking back at the past I know
As it slowly fades right
Living underneath those bones

Snake can't see when it's shedding skin
That just means that he's ready to strike
A tall entity, like a small enemy
Sees it's all everything
Means that I'm setting my sights
Upon anything

Surrounded in a botanical garden with anacondas pirañas
All sorts of immortal monsters to conquer
The blue water is rising higher
The harder I try keep my level head above it
I cut a double edge sword out
Watch authority crumble into puddles of celestial
How I cope with the changes in the whether, its inevitable

Blood in the snow
Standing alone in the cold, clutching a stone
Something I want

I hang my...
Written on that headstone
These empty hands stay closed
When it's time to let go
Living underneath those bones

Hang my head low
Nothing is set in stone
Written on that headstone
Looking back at that dusty road
When its time to let go

Watch the scenery unfold

Do you know where you are?

Look at the fire
Look at the star

Do you know who we are?

Look at the fire
Look at the star