Sync Different

Tell me what's beyond the curtainMade of water, made of airAnd the kite is so redBut it does not flyRolling byOn the beachWith the three of usTell me what's beyond the curtainMade of water, made of iceAnd the kite is so redBut it does not flyPassing byOn the beachWith the three of usRunning with the windThe hands on the clockAre frozenThough the sun keeps shining
Like a sunny winter saturdayLike a sunny winter saturdayLike a sunny winter SaturdayWe were glowing on this sunny Saturday

Worship me, despise meIs this my destiny?Or just the way I fucked up my life?Have you ever imagined we’d split up this way?
So bitterly.Of course I haveMy nightmare’s come true.
Worship me, despise meIs this my destiny?Or just the way I fucked up my life?Have you ever imagined we’d split up this way?
So bitterly.Of course I haveMy nightmare’s come true.
Dead souls coming in from a long lost future.Dead souls wandering through the ages back and forth.