Lyrics Michał Bajor

Michał Bajor

The Dark Street Of Yesterday

The dark street of yesterday

Appears in the corners of my eyes

Though time conceals with golden seals

Kind ghosts, I can still hear your distant cries

My thoughts run wild to what could have been

Had blood remained in the pulse machine

Quiet daydreams flicker, then expire

Why does it always have to be the same

That memories are always the brightest fire

And what is real, the weakest flame

Let's join our hands

Let's dance on air

The wind your breath

The stars your stare

The night your love

The clouds your dreams

The rain your tears

There is hope, it seems

Don't speak to me of madness, I've heard it all

Don't speak to me of sadness, I've felt it all

Don't pierce my heart in anger, I've seen it all before

Don't speak to me of voices, I've heard them all

Don't speak to me of choices, I've made them all

Don't talk about delusion, that's not my style at all

Come with me and you will see

That I fell

Come with me and you will see

That I'm real