Текст: Yesterdays Rising. Ship Of Relations. Torn And Weathered.

i see why its so hard to see through a shattered dream, or see myself in my own well being ... i see why its so hard for you to see, through this broken window. was it wise, to have the thrown the rock? how far can you go? how long will you strive? i will strive until this day seeks its tragic end. broken window, shattered dream ... shattered window, broken dream ... broken window, shattered dream, shattered window ... broken ... (so i try) I'm torn and weathered. Please help me. I can't take this anymore.