Garden Of Seasons

If only all those empty people, wandering in circles
Were just looking for a reason to stay in bed
Instead of making me think why I’m here

Modern buildings far in the distance
Dazed the people who walked in
Following the big line that ends by the closing door
Saying goodbye once more

Althought the crumpled people, her ghost is here
And the memories come
While looking the arcadian mind picture
Throught the looking glass

So I asked myself if I didn’t waste my time
Remembering her pleasant smile
While she comes and goes
And comes back to disapear into dust

The place turned tiny and uncomfortable
While a kid screams at angry mom
And the anxiety becomes routine
As the opening doors bring more people in

Althought the crumpled people, her ghost is here
And the memories come
While looking the arcadian mind picture
Throught the looking glass

So I ask myself if I didn’t waste my time
Remembering her pleasant smile
While she comes and goes
And comes back to disapear into dust

And I ask myself if I didn’t waste my time
Remembering her pleasant smile
While she comes and goes
And comes back to disapear into dust

So hurry up
The hourglass turns at the final moment
The torment will close the cycle
That begins every morning
Begins every morning