paroles de chanson Nothing - Live - Michale Graves

Running hard through moon-bathed fields
Running hard, refusing to yield
Moving silently through snow-swept lands
With long-stemmed thorns in clutching hands

One step away from certain death
Never enough time for one last breath
I′ve left behind what I can't find** (I′ve? I?)
Locked within my crumbling mind
And all we know will fade away
Until nothing is left of the coming

Yeah
There's nothing left (nothing left)
There's nothing left (nothing left)
There′s nothing left, my dear

Victim of casualty
Preparing for mortality
Running leper, skinny hands
Refugee of forgotten lands

Keep away air from crumbling death***
Always time for one last breath
Even love fades away
Until nothing is left of the coming
Yeah, nothing is left of the coming

Yeah
There′s nothing left (nothing left)
There's nothing left (nothing left)
There′s nothing left, my dear

One step away from certain death
Never enough time for one last breath
I've left behind what I can′t find***
Locked within my crumbled mind
Nothing is left of the coming

Yeah
There's nothing left
There′s nothing left
There's nothing left, my dear
There's nothing left
There′s nothing left
There′s nothing left down here