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Tystnaden - The Canvas lyrics
The world through his eyes is like twisted
 As a thin London rain his discontents pour down on him
 And raging clouds press his thoughts in a vice of blue
 Grief and black agony.
 Can't find my dreams in the darkest night without you
 In my romance, without you
 As a thin London rain glides away, I couldn't explain to myself what he wants
 What he seeks
 Reading in his eyes is like observing the frame of a picture
 Disowning its canvas with the oil-paints fallen down in the darkness of oblivion.
 All he wishes is a burst of lonely words,
 vegetate in a hell of talkin' eyes.
 You wear your life
 A fancy-dress for masses
 An evidence of your thoughts
 You don't want but you feel alone
 He's waiting for long
 Silence around
 Only the noise of his time passing byTystnaden - The Canvas - http://motolyrics.com/tystnaden/the-canvas-lyrics.html
 Just a trick of the light blinded him for all these grey days discovering all his hope
 Absent-mindedness draws away from his pursuit
 And he becomes just an actor of himself
 This rain doesn't stop
 If you want, can change your dress
 But you can't deny that you are already wet
 Let your spirit free
 Through windows of your mind
 No! You can't deny you're already…
 Please tell me that what you are
 Ever screams stronger than
 What you just want to appear.
 Please tell me now what you are
 Ever screams stronger than
 What you just want to appear.
 Moon and sun passed their days lightning his eyes
 Over his head
 Only the noise of the time just passing by,
 He crashes to the ground for the first time.









