I dreamt you were a mother,
as a mother you were saying:
“It’s time to say goodbye”
so you were leaving right away
and there’s nothing to say
every word was covered by the wind
I dreamt you were a mother,
but a father wasn’t there
cause it truly was a gun
what you were bringin in your chest
and there’s not much left dear
everything in your sight was me.
And there’s no time to heal,
nothing but your memory and a picture to conceal
And there’s no time to heal,
noone was found in this trial to deny
that I’m still out there waiting in line
I dreamt that you were leaving
but I really didn’t know
which could have been the last time
I would really let you go
And we could act so great
but it wasnt any easier that way
And there’s no time to heal,
nothing but your memory and a picture to conceal
And there’s no time to heal,
noone was found in this trial to deny
that I’m still out there waiting in line
Feeling so grateful
and feeling so scared as I’m stuck with this mind
that it’s playing me deep down
standing weakly in line
I dreamt you were a mother
not a mother but a ghost of some mother
who started this show and I was living way other
than a vivid grey scene on that screen that turned whiter
when I sat beside you
And there’s no time to heal,
nothing but your memory and a picture to conceal
And there’s no time to heal,
noone was found in this trial to deny
that I’m still out there waiting in line
everything is clear, we are just waiting in line
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